Monday, April 21, 2014
I can't believe he made all those stories up and nobody verified them! It showed once where the editor called the hotel to ask about minibars but he thought he was telling the truth after he found out you could rent them. He almost got caught then but he still kept inventing them! its crazy because the president was reading his made up stories on air force one and the magazine was renowned for having impeccable fact checking! I think that its the magizine editors fault for not being more through in their fact checking, he was wrong but i think its funny he went so long without anyone noticing. He also has a great imagination! I think its great how he went to law school, I wonder if he found any laws he broke by saying this stuff he was writing was fact and it was all made up.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
32 Day Challange: Eating Healthy
Because I know that eating healthy will keep me on course to my goals,
I promise myself that every day for the next 32 days I will take the
following action: I will cut back on fast food and make more meals at home.
I will incorporate more vegetables and fruit in my diet and drink lots of water.
Action plan:
Grocery shopping for fresh veggies and fruit
carry a water bottle so I won't buy pop
bring a healthy snack with me to class so I don't eat pizza from the cafe
4-9-14
Yesterday I went grocery shopping and bought bananas and oranges and tomatoes and salad for my fresh fruits and veggies. I also got whole wheat pita bread and turkey for sandwiches. For healthy snacks I got apple sauce which is only 70 calories per serving and sweet potato chips which are 110 calories per serving. The only unhealthy things I bought were chicken pot pies because I'm poor and they were two for 88 cents. But for a light lunch of 320 calories they aren't horrible. I also drank 4 glasses of water yesterday but I haven't drank any today.
4-10-14
Today I drank three glasses of water and only got a drink from strarbucks, I made all my meals at home. For dinner I made pork chops and fresh asparagus.
4-11-14
Today I made breakfast pizza with whole wheat pita bread and nutella and bananas. I am gearing towards eating clean, I was researching it last night and I am going to attempt to eat more whole foods.
I will incorporate more vegetables and fruit in my diet and drink lots of water.
Action plan:
Grocery shopping for fresh veggies and fruit
carry a water bottle so I won't buy pop
bring a healthy snack with me to class so I don't eat pizza from the cafe
4-9-14
Yesterday I went grocery shopping and bought bananas and oranges and tomatoes and salad for my fresh fruits and veggies. I also got whole wheat pita bread and turkey for sandwiches. For healthy snacks I got apple sauce which is only 70 calories per serving and sweet potato chips which are 110 calories per serving. The only unhealthy things I bought were chicken pot pies because I'm poor and they were two for 88 cents. But for a light lunch of 320 calories they aren't horrible. I also drank 4 glasses of water yesterday but I haven't drank any today.
4-10-14
Today I drank three glasses of water and only got a drink from strarbucks, I made all my meals at home. For dinner I made pork chops and fresh asparagus.
4-11-14
Today I made breakfast pizza with whole wheat pita bread and nutella and bananas. I am gearing towards eating clean, I was researching it last night and I am going to attempt to eat more whole foods.
Monday, April 7, 2014
I think this is awesome because it helps students and they won't get in trouble for plagiarism. But i would have to agree that it is plagiarism because the student would be passing the assignment off as their own and it really isn't. But as a student with a job and rent and family and things to worry about, in a jam this would be amazing. Would I use it on every assignment? no. But If i had 12 hours to do a paper and had nothing done I might consider it.
Friday, March 28, 2014
The night sky is amazing. I love looking up at all the stars. I could do it for hours. there are just so many. Its crazy to think the stars could be dead. The light we see could be old. Thats it takes so long for the light to reach us that it could be thousands of years old and that spot in the sky isn't really even there. It makes 
me feel small when I look at the sky because compared to the universe my life and my problem in the wold are miniscule. It makes me want to do something big something so big it could leave an impact in the world far longer then I will be on it. I don't know what, or how, but I want to make a difference when I look at those stars. I want to leave a light shining in the darkness long after i'm dead just like the stars do.
me feel small when I look at the sky because compared to the universe my life and my problem in the wold are miniscule. It makes me want to do something big something so big it could leave an impact in the world far longer then I will be on it. I don't know what, or how, but I want to make a difference when I look at those stars. I want to leave a light shining in the darkness long after i'm dead just like the stars do.
There I was in my kitchen. Looking in all the pantries and in the fridge for something to make for my English assignment. Something meaningful to me. I decided on the ribeye steaks in the fridge and I even had some left over mushrooms to throw on top. This was a classic meal, usually grilled, my family and I would enjoy on hot summer nights. It brings back memories of chasing fireflies in the dark and playing flashlight tag. I set to work getting out my skillet because alas I don't know how to grill and I don't have one. So I set the skillet to a low medium heat and got out my steaks. First I rubbed them with cavanders, a seasoning used by my mom that goes great on just about any meat. Then I set two side by side in the pan. Since my main course is searing away nicely, I go back to the fridge for the mushrooms I spotted. I briefly wondered how long they had been in there, and I remembered buying them possibly two weekends ago to make meatloaf. Surely fungus cant mold I told myself. I pulled them out of their plastic baggie and smelled them, they had a slight odor, and looked dark, but I told myself they just smelled like mushrooms and to wash them off and they would taste fine. So that's just what I did. I rinsed them off and chopped them up and threw them in a skillet with a little olive oil and sage and salt and let them simmer on low.
I return my attention back to my main course. Its time to flip each steak over and I deftly do so with one smooth motion of my spatula. The smell of seasoned meat fills the kitchen and I anxiously wait for my steaks to finish cooking to a perfect medium. I spear one steak and slice through the heart of it with a sharp steak knife. Almost there I thought! The mushrooms were done cooking so I turn the heat off and let them sit there staying hot. I slid my spatula under my perfectly done steaks and deposit them on to my waiting plate. After sprinkling my mushrooms on top I do what any teenager in America would do, I take a picture for instagram. I pull out the A1 sauce and put some on the side and set to work cutting my meat before I sat down. The knife slides easily through it and in a minute I'm done. As I sit in my recliner watching pawn stars I savor the warm bits of steak with the tangy A1 sauce. The cavendars gives the steak a very slight peppery taste and give it just the right amount of spice to make your mouth water for more, but not enough to make my eyes water from the heat. The mushrooms were al dente and the sage goes perfectly with the steak and I thought I had over done it with the salt maybe on them because they tasted a little bitter. I smothered them with tangy A1 and finished my plate. It was pretty late at this point, about 11:30 at night so I head off to bed thinking about my chemistry test I had in the morning.
I wake up a short hour and a half after I went to sleep covered in sweat and freezing. I felt like I had just gotten off the worlds largest roller coaster. My stomach was in knots and my head was spinning. I start to sit up and whoa the wold turned upside down. I start to lay back down but knew if I didn't make it the short trek across the hall to the bathroom I would be heaving the contents of my stomach all over my floor and my chemistry book and homework laying beside my bed. I get up and the motion literally made my stomach slosh around in protest. I stumble into the bathroom in the dark just in time to projectile vomit into the toilet (well mostly). After 5 minutes of heaving I lay on the bathroom floor feeling as if I was about to die. I laid there for about thirty minutes before I felt well enough to get onto my knees and finally turn the bathroom light on. I wished right away I hadn't. The bright light made me squint my eyes and all I could think was, damn I guess i'll have to clean the bathroom soon. I get to my feet and wash my face and my mouth and take my temperature. 97.2, I really was cold I guess. I felt week and shaky but I got the bathroom trashcan and bring it to my room and lay down with three blankets. I emailed my chemistry teacher telling him I wasn't going to make the 10 am lab, because by this time it was three am, but I would try and make the class at noon to take my test. Little did I know my day was just beginning.
I did some research and found out that good mushroom have no oder and portabellas, the kind I was cooking with, should never appear dark. They have a shelf life in a fridge of about two weeks, but that is in a paper bag or Styrofoam container that lets the mushrooms breathe. I had mine in a tightly zipped plastic baggie. So now I know that fungus can go bad, and if you ever get food poisoning from mushrooms you will feel like you are going to die for about 12 hours.
I return my attention back to my main course. Its time to flip each steak over and I deftly do so with one smooth motion of my spatula. The smell of seasoned meat fills the kitchen and I anxiously wait for my steaks to finish cooking to a perfect medium. I spear one steak and slice through the heart of it with a sharp steak knife. Almost there I thought! The mushrooms were done cooking so I turn the heat off and let them sit there staying hot. I slid my spatula under my perfectly done steaks and deposit them on to my waiting plate. After sprinkling my mushrooms on top I do what any teenager in America would do, I take a picture for instagram. I pull out the A1 sauce and put some on the side and set to work cutting my meat before I sat down. The knife slides easily through it and in a minute I'm done. As I sit in my recliner watching pawn stars I savor the warm bits of steak with the tangy A1 sauce. The cavendars gives the steak a very slight peppery taste and give it just the right amount of spice to make your mouth water for more, but not enough to make my eyes water from the heat. The mushrooms were al dente and the sage goes perfectly with the steak and I thought I had over done it with the salt maybe on them because they tasted a little bitter. I smothered them with tangy A1 and finished my plate. It was pretty late at this point, about 11:30 at night so I head off to bed thinking about my chemistry test I had in the morning.
I wake up a short hour and a half after I went to sleep covered in sweat and freezing. I felt like I had just gotten off the worlds largest roller coaster. My stomach was in knots and my head was spinning. I start to sit up and whoa the wold turned upside down. I start to lay back down but knew if I didn't make it the short trek across the hall to the bathroom I would be heaving the contents of my stomach all over my floor and my chemistry book and homework laying beside my bed. I get up and the motion literally made my stomach slosh around in protest. I stumble into the bathroom in the dark just in time to projectile vomit into the toilet (well mostly). After 5 minutes of heaving I lay on the bathroom floor feeling as if I was about to die. I laid there for about thirty minutes before I felt well enough to get onto my knees and finally turn the bathroom light on. I wished right away I hadn't. The bright light made me squint my eyes and all I could think was, damn I guess i'll have to clean the bathroom soon. I get to my feet and wash my face and my mouth and take my temperature. 97.2, I really was cold I guess. I felt week and shaky but I got the bathroom trashcan and bring it to my room and lay down with three blankets. I emailed my chemistry teacher telling him I wasn't going to make the 10 am lab, because by this time it was three am, but I would try and make the class at noon to take my test. Little did I know my day was just beginning.
I did some research and found out that good mushroom have no oder and portabellas, the kind I was cooking with, should never appear dark. They have a shelf life in a fridge of about two weeks, but that is in a paper bag or Styrofoam container that lets the mushrooms breathe. I had mine in a tightly zipped plastic baggie. So now I know that fungus can go bad, and if you ever get food poisoning from mushrooms you will feel like you are going to die for about 12 hours.
Monday, March 17, 2014
This image is colorful and it had three lizards. one is short and stubby looking and kinda fat and one is all twisted around like he was playing twister. the other has colorful horizontal stripes running down the length of his body. theres a blue feather in the middle of the three lizards with white polkadots. its shadow is under it. it looks like the lizards are on a wavy table cloth that is red with colorful stripes. some lizards have three fingers and some have four. all the lizards have a shadow.
I would rather be sleeping in a hammock on a beach in Cancun. It would have a white soft sandy beach. I would be strung up between two wavy palm trees and there would be a slight warm wind in the air. The waves would be softly crashing on the beach as I was rocked to sleep in the hammock. I would have consumed my body weight in margaritas and so I wouldn't have a care in the world.
There is white sandy beaches with small round sea shells nestled in the sand. The waves are blue with a white foam on the top. The tall palm treas are topped with long bendy green leaves that sway in the wind. The rough brown bark was from the top to the bottom.
The air smells like salt and sand. the hammock smalls like tanning lotion. the sand smells like wet dirt almost. the margarita im drinking smells like tequila and limes with mango. the water smells salty and a bit fishy. my towel smells like sun and sunscreen. My shoes smell sweaty.
The beach tastes gritty and gross. the water tastes like pure salt. The hammock tastes cottney and my margarita is ice cole and mango like.
the wind feels warm and soft. the sand is dry in places and moist and moldable in others. the water is perfectly cool and wet. the hammock is soft and gently rocking. the margarita is cold and refreshing.
the beach sounds quiet and peaceful. the waves crashing against the shore and the soft chatter of people way down the beach floating to me on the breeze. I can hear the clanking of the ice in my glass as I drink my margarita. I can hear sea gulls crying out and screaming to everyone to get off their beach.
the beach makes me feel relaxed and sleepy. I love just doing nothing.Its also fun because im in cancun and I can get drunk which makes me happy. Any beach would make me happy because the weather is warm and its sunny and its hard not to be happy when its sunny and warm.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Mckenzie who really wanted to go to Cancun. So she saved up her money and took a flight out there for spring break. When she arrived the soft wind hit her face and she knew she was in paradise. The first thing she did was get an ice cold margarita. When she heard the ice clang in the glass she was excited to get down to the beach. She ran to her room and threw on a swim suit and took her maggrita down to the sandy beach. Once at the beach there was a beach boy with lots of margaritas. so she had like ten then decided after her long flight she would take a nap in the hammock. So she fell asleep until night where she partied until morning them slept until 2 pm and did it all again the next day. The end.
I would rather be sleeping in a hammock on a beach in Cancun. It would have a white soft sandy beach. I would be strung up between two wavy palm trees and there would be a slight warm wind in the air. The waves would be softly crashing on the beach as I was rocked to sleep in the hammock. I would have consumed my body weight in margaritas and so I wouldn't have a care in the world.
There is white sandy beaches with small round sea shells nestled in the sand. The waves are blue with a white foam on the top. The tall palm treas are topped with long bendy green leaves that sway in the wind. The rough brown bark was from the top to the bottom.
The air smells like salt and sand. the hammock smalls like tanning lotion. the sand smells like wet dirt almost. the margarita im drinking smells like tequila and limes with mango. the water smells salty and a bit fishy. my towel smells like sun and sunscreen. My shoes smell sweaty.
The beach tastes gritty and gross. the water tastes like pure salt. The hammock tastes cottney and my margarita is ice cole and mango like.
the wind feels warm and soft. the sand is dry in places and moist and moldable in others. the water is perfectly cool and wet. the hammock is soft and gently rocking. the margarita is cold and refreshing.
the beach sounds quiet and peaceful. the waves crashing against the shore and the soft chatter of people way down the beach floating to me on the breeze. I can hear the clanking of the ice in my glass as I drink my margarita. I can hear sea gulls crying out and screaming to everyone to get off their beach.
the beach makes me feel relaxed and sleepy. I love just doing nothing.Its also fun because im in cancun and I can get drunk which makes me happy. Any beach would make me happy because the weather is warm and its sunny and its hard not to be happy when its sunny and warm.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Mckenzie who really wanted to go to Cancun. So she saved up her money and took a flight out there for spring break. When she arrived the soft wind hit her face and she knew she was in paradise. The first thing she did was get an ice cold margarita. When she heard the ice clang in the glass she was excited to get down to the beach. She ran to her room and threw on a swim suit and took her maggrita down to the sandy beach. Once at the beach there was a beach boy with lots of margaritas. so she had like ten then decided after her long flight she would take a nap in the hammock. So she fell asleep until night where she partied until morning them slept until 2 pm and did it all again the next day. The end.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
My Credo
I believe in the power of wishing. Not in the wishes themselves but just that fact a person can be brave enough to think just for a second what they truly desire is within grasp. on any give day or night many of my close friends and my dad will randomly get a text, but its always at the same time. 11:11. This is the magical wishing number! all the numbers on the clock are the same! when and if i catch it I immediately make a wish, it means in that moment I can stop whatever I am doing in my crazy life and dream, only if just for a second. I also jump on my phone and send a text to the last person I was texting because I want to spread the power of the wish. You don't always get everything that you wish for, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't dream, it doesn't mean you shouldn't try to accomplish your dream. Whenever I happen to glance at the clock and I read 11:11 I just know that God is reminding me to slow down and take a breath and dream alittle.
I believe in the power of wishing. Not in the wishes themselves but just that fact a person can be brave enough to think just for a second what they truly desire is within grasp. on any give day or night many of my close friends and my dad will randomly get a text, but its always at the same time. 11:11. This is the magical wishing number! all the numbers on the clock are the same! when and if i catch it I immediately make a wish, it means in that moment I can stop whatever I am doing in my crazy life and dream, only if just for a second. I also jump on my phone and send a text to the last person I was texting because I want to spread the power of the wish. You don't always get everything that you wish for, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't dream, it doesn't mean you shouldn't try to accomplish your dream. Whenever I happen to glance at the clock and I read 11:11 I just know that God is reminding me to slow down and take a breath and dream alittle.
Monday, February 3, 2014
Im gonna write about tattoos because i drew a butterfly and a cross, bothof which i have tattooed on me. I like butterflies because they are pretty and delicate and graceful. they are just beautiful little things that float about without a care in the world. I would love to be a butterfly and just flutter aroud from flower to flower and sit in the sun and smell the grass. I also have a cross tattooed on me because I am a christian and the cross is a symbol of my faith. I have a pretty scrolling cross on me and i think its really delicate and feminine and thats why i like it. I want another tattoo that says in scrolling letters, adoption is another word for love, because im adopted and my parents saved my life basically and gave me an opportunity for a future when i really had a very slim chance before. I think tasteful tattoos are great becaus ethey are personal and say something about you as a person. I personally would never get a tattoo thats visible likeon my face or arms because i know that in most workplaces tattoos arent considered appropiate, and even though i think i should be free to express myself in any way i want, I dont think sleves are appropiate in a business world, if i owned a biker bar then yes they would be fine, but since i want to be a white collar worker, I know that I need to limit my self expression to areas of my body that would normally be covered at work. I think that doing that is respecting myself enough to want a good job and not discriminating against tattoos, because honestly you dont want to have a lawyer with a bald head covered in a dragon tattoo, yea it looks cool but as a lwayer you need to apeal to a judge and jury and mayvbe they dont htink its cool, so you need to prepare for the work you want to do, and if that means limiting my tattoos to covered areas, i am willing to do that.
Friday, January 31, 2014
What If
I was a twin
there was an airplane in my house
there was cookies waiting at home for me
i had a brand new car
i won the lottery
i saw my mom today
i saw marena today
i went to the bahammas for spring break
i went to mexico this summer
i went to cabo this summer
there was a spider in my shoe
there was a spider on my head
there was a spider on my shirt
there was a spider on my bag
there was a spider in my car
there was a spider in my lunch
there was a spider in my bed
i saw a camel
i saw a zebra
i saw a clown
i saw a bumble bee
i was a race car driver
i was a ballerina
i had a husband
i had ten pairs of socks
oh wait i do
i got a new pair of uggs
i went to a chinese restaurant and ate food
i went to a taco place and ordered a hamburger
i went to an italian restaurant and ordered sushi
What if i won the lottery? thats not really so far fetched since i buy scratch tickets at least theree times a week. If i won the lottery i would pay for all my college in advance and save money for books. then i would buy a new car. Then i would help my dad pay off his debt. Then i would buy my mom a reaalllllyyy niced necklace. tehn i would take all my family to cancun where i am of legal age to drink and i would get really drunk and party for two weeks straight. I might go see the Isle de Mujeres or la playa de tortuga. or maybe just relax on the beach in a hammock. I would stay at a really fancy resort where theres waiters waiting on you everywhere. then i would stay at a local hotel so i could absorb more of the culture. I would brush up on my spanish and have conversations with the merchants in the market place where i would buy hand crafted mexican jewlery to take home to all my friends. i would send my family back home after two weeks and stay at least another month myself before returning to iowa and going to school and not have to work during school and i could live in an apartment all by myself and have as many pets as i wanted because i would be able to pay all the pet deposits and i would have so much money i could even build my own house just to go to college in and then sell it when im finished and move to cancun and be a pharmasist and let my family visit when ever they want. I would have a jet ski and money cant make oyu happy but ive never seen a sad person on a jet ski so id be pretty darn close. I would also try and raise enough money to outlaw math in school. at least after you start adding the alphabet in because its ridiclouse and nobody needs to know how to find the area of a triangle. or know how to get the circumfrience of a circle or basically any geometry whatsoever because you will never use it in your life and you will stress so much over it and still get bad grades and it will emotionally disturb you the rest of you life. or you will just sleep in class and the teacher will hate you so much he doesnt wanna see you next year so he passes you with a d. either of those optionarent very pleasant so if i won the lottery then math would be something i would try and get rid of.
what if i went to cancun this summer? It woul dbe awesome. Ive been looking at going for two weeks its only like 1200 dollars and i realllllllly want to do it but idk what my parents would say if i went by myself. I just want to go and speak spanish and drink and lay on the beach for two weeks and just walk around and see all the little shops and plaes to eat. it would be amazing!!!!!!!! The more i think about it the more i want to go. it might be fangerous to go alone since im a girl and all but i think if i stayed in the tourist areas and didnt go very far out of them without a guid it would be ok. Anywhere in mexico would probably be fun to go but i know people who have been to cancun and they loved it so i really want to go. i want to take spanish in college but its like with all my geneds i dont have time or maney to . i took three years iin hgighschool but the longer i dont use it the more im losing and it scares me that i spent three years learning something only to forget it and never use it again. Cancun woul dbe so fun especiallly because the drinking age is 18 and i woul dl ove just gooing into a bar and ordering a drink. i dont think they would even id me since the age is 18 and im 19 and i look 20. well people tell me i look older then 19 but someone ided me for lottery tickets the other day and made me feel like a child. it was really sad. i think the guy just wanted to know how old i was honestly and i told him i was hurt and he just laughed at me. I thought i was looking pretty cute to but apparently i looked like a highschooler. and ive been out of hoghschool fo r a year. I dont know what to write any more. this class should be like neglish it says english 101 but its more like writing 101 and it gets old doing it every single day. like come on why cant we read a book or learn about something. im just sitting here babbbling about what i want to do this summer and i could be home sleeping right now.
What if chocolate was a dietary supplement.. but deliciouse to? well i would be in heaven because i love choclate. my favorite thing though is choclate milk. and when i say choclate milk i mean half syrup half milk like its really dark because nobody wants beige choclate milk that looks like dust. they want rich dark chocolate coloredc milk. I would be super in shape because i would eat choclate with every meal and if it was good for me then it would make me healthy and i would love chocolate even more. society tells me not to like choclat ebecause it will make you fat because societly only likes skinny people but if chocolate were a dietary supplement then everyone would love it and it would kinda be like a drug that everyone was on. but chocolate isnt a dietary suplement so there fore i can only eat it three times a day. just kidding! but really i would if i could. I wish there was a lake of choclate milk i could swim in, with a shower cap on of course because i wouldnt want chocolate in my hair because it might get sticky. but other wise i would love it. It would be the best ever and i would have floaty toys to play with in my chocolate lake and i would have a grand time. yay this class is almost over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! only 6 more minutes of my life will be wasted talking about chocolate. and i have to work at 5 so i can go home and sleep for a bit and i havent eaten anything to day so maybe i will get some chocolate.
I was a twin
there was an airplane in my house
there was cookies waiting at home for me
i had a brand new car
i won the lottery
i saw my mom today
i saw marena today
i went to the bahammas for spring break
i went to mexico this summer
i went to cabo this summer
there was a spider in my shoe
there was a spider on my head
there was a spider on my shirt
there was a spider on my bag
there was a spider in my car
there was a spider in my lunch
there was a spider in my bed
i saw a camel
i saw a zebra
i saw a clown
i saw a bumble bee
i was a race car driver
i was a ballerina
i had a husband
i had ten pairs of socks
oh wait i do
i got a new pair of uggs
i went to a chinese restaurant and ate food
i went to a taco place and ordered a hamburger
i went to an italian restaurant and ordered sushi
What if i won the lottery? thats not really so far fetched since i buy scratch tickets at least theree times a week. If i won the lottery i would pay for all my college in advance and save money for books. then i would buy a new car. Then i would help my dad pay off his debt. Then i would buy my mom a reaalllllyyy niced necklace. tehn i would take all my family to cancun where i am of legal age to drink and i would get really drunk and party for two weeks straight. I might go see the Isle de Mujeres or la playa de tortuga. or maybe just relax on the beach in a hammock. I would stay at a really fancy resort where theres waiters waiting on you everywhere. then i would stay at a local hotel so i could absorb more of the culture. I would brush up on my spanish and have conversations with the merchants in the market place where i would buy hand crafted mexican jewlery to take home to all my friends. i would send my family back home after two weeks and stay at least another month myself before returning to iowa and going to school and not have to work during school and i could live in an apartment all by myself and have as many pets as i wanted because i would be able to pay all the pet deposits and i would have so much money i could even build my own house just to go to college in and then sell it when im finished and move to cancun and be a pharmasist and let my family visit when ever they want. I would have a jet ski and money cant make oyu happy but ive never seen a sad person on a jet ski so id be pretty darn close. I would also try and raise enough money to outlaw math in school. at least after you start adding the alphabet in because its ridiclouse and nobody needs to know how to find the area of a triangle. or know how to get the circumfrience of a circle or basically any geometry whatsoever because you will never use it in your life and you will stress so much over it and still get bad grades and it will emotionally disturb you the rest of you life. or you will just sleep in class and the teacher will hate you so much he doesnt wanna see you next year so he passes you with a d. either of those optionarent very pleasant so if i won the lottery then math would be something i would try and get rid of.
what if i went to cancun this summer? It woul dbe awesome. Ive been looking at going for two weeks its only like 1200 dollars and i realllllllly want to do it but idk what my parents would say if i went by myself. I just want to go and speak spanish and drink and lay on the beach for two weeks and just walk around and see all the little shops and plaes to eat. it would be amazing!!!!!!!! The more i think about it the more i want to go. it might be fangerous to go alone since im a girl and all but i think if i stayed in the tourist areas and didnt go very far out of them without a guid it would be ok. Anywhere in mexico would probably be fun to go but i know people who have been to cancun and they loved it so i really want to go. i want to take spanish in college but its like with all my geneds i dont have time or maney to . i took three years iin hgighschool but the longer i dont use it the more im losing and it scares me that i spent three years learning something only to forget it and never use it again. Cancun woul dbe so fun especiallly because the drinking age is 18 and i woul dl ove just gooing into a bar and ordering a drink. i dont think they would even id me since the age is 18 and im 19 and i look 20. well people tell me i look older then 19 but someone ided me for lottery tickets the other day and made me feel like a child. it was really sad. i think the guy just wanted to know how old i was honestly and i told him i was hurt and he just laughed at me. I thought i was looking pretty cute to but apparently i looked like a highschooler. and ive been out of hoghschool fo r a year. I dont know what to write any more. this class should be like neglish it says english 101 but its more like writing 101 and it gets old doing it every single day. like come on why cant we read a book or learn about something. im just sitting here babbbling about what i want to do this summer and i could be home sleeping right now.
What if chocolate was a dietary supplement.. but deliciouse to? well i would be in heaven because i love choclate. my favorite thing though is choclate milk. and when i say choclate milk i mean half syrup half milk like its really dark because nobody wants beige choclate milk that looks like dust. they want rich dark chocolate coloredc milk. I would be super in shape because i would eat choclate with every meal and if it was good for me then it would make me healthy and i would love chocolate even more. society tells me not to like choclat ebecause it will make you fat because societly only likes skinny people but if chocolate were a dietary supplement then everyone would love it and it would kinda be like a drug that everyone was on. but chocolate isnt a dietary suplement so there fore i can only eat it three times a day. just kidding! but really i would if i could. I wish there was a lake of choclate milk i could swim in, with a shower cap on of course because i wouldnt want chocolate in my hair because it might get sticky. but other wise i would love it. It would be the best ever and i would have floaty toys to play with in my chocolate lake and i would have a grand time. yay this class is almost over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! only 6 more minutes of my life will be wasted talking about chocolate. and i have to work at 5 so i can go home and sleep for a bit and i havent eaten anything to day so maybe i will get some chocolate.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
I am terrified of spiders. They scare me more then anything else. Thier leggs are freaky and htey move in an unnatural way. when I see one my heart backflips and I run away screaming. I have used hair spray to freeze spiders before if ther wasnt anyone else home to kill it for me. once there was a spider living in the coner of my room on the ceiling and I wouldnt go in my room for an entire weeek unitl I was positive it was killed. theres a saying that says you eat threee spiders in your sleep during your life time and I think i would literally have a heart attack and die if i woke up to a spider in my mouth. just the thought of their creappy little bodies skittering across my bed is enough to make me shiver. big or small i hate spiders. fear is defined by spiders. if you look up fear in the dictionary then you will see a big picture of a nasty spider next to it. fear is irrational but fear of spiders isnt because they can killl you if they bite you so its totally ok to be fearful of them. also they can bite you and make your hand or arm swell up or whereever they bit you at. thats a pretty great reson to be scared of them. spiders in the dark are worse like if you see a spider and all of a sudden the power goes out, panic ensues!!!!!! thats like my worst nightmare. i would probabkly burn the house down to make sure the spider didnt get on me. one time i was in my dads truck and i have long hair but it ws up in a bun and i felt it touch my should and i brushed it off and the relization that my hair was on top of my head hit me and i slowly looked over and in the dim light i swear to god there was a spider about half the size of my hand sitting on the back of the seat and i immediat.ly start screaming and trying to get out of the two door truck and his girlfiend started screaming when i did and threw open the door good thing we had just parked at our apartment and she was scared because she said my scream was a spider scream and she knew right away what i was screaming about. and my dad had to find it and kill it and even my dad said it was a big spider because sometimes i think they are bigger then they really are.
big or small I hate spiders probably because they are just nasty. they eat bugs but so do bats so i wish all the bats would eat all the spiders. nobody would miss spiders except mayeb spiderman but hes not real so it doesnt matter. I once wasnt afraid of spiders i used to play with daddy long legs and pull their legs off, im not sure when my intense fear took root but if i had to guess it would be somewhere between third and fourth grade. i havent had anything particularly tramatizing that has happened to me with spiders. so i dont technically have a reason to be scared of them but they are the scariest hting god ever created. just the word spider freaks me out. just this past weekend i was at bible study and i was sitting on a couch and Jordan was looking at me and he was like youre not by chance afraid of spiders are you? justhose words were enought to send me flying across the room screaming and sure enough there had been a spider on the wal behind my head. I knew right when he said that somehow and i was out of there! no creepy crawly things are going to be crawling on me!! I would rather die by getting shot then have spiders crawl all over me. spiders ew who likes those? nobody. they are gross and hair and have 8 legs! who has eight legs? only spiders which is disgusting. MAYBE I WOUKLDNT MIND THEM SO MUCH IF they didnt have eight gross grimy legs. if they had four legs an looked like an ant or something maybe they wouldnt be so bad. also the fact that they seem to float in the air on their web is extremly frightning. their web is gross to like if i walk through a spider web even if there is no spider then i will freak out and feel like i need a shower. it seems to cling to you and you brush it away and it just sticks somewhere else and its so flexible you pull it and it just gets longer and doesnt come off. its unnaturla and gross. nothing about spiders is good. they could all die and the world would be better off. if i could find a way to kill all spiders besideds bomboing the world i would.
ant. i like the movie ants. its kind of sad how the wasps make them igve up all their food. but ehn the ants fight back and go to war with the wasps. the caterpiller is my favorite how he turns into a beautiful butterfly and everyone thinks hes beautiful when before he was just a fat old catterpillar. th lady bug is funny to bcause hes a man but hes a lady bug lol and he has a beard and i cant believe i just wrote lol but it was because i was literlally laughing out load so i think thats acceptable. well its my writing so i can say lol if i want to so ha! anyway back to ants...... hmmmmmm well i remember they stock piled a bunch of food and the wasps took it all which was really mean and a think a flood destroyed the rest of their stock pile for them. it was a pretty good movie but its been awhile since ive watched it so i dont remember all the deatils so im going to make up my own story. once upon a time there was a pony. he liked my little pony which was interestng because he was a boy and an actual pony. he wished his mane was blue and purple and that little girls would play with him and dress him up everyday. he was a a plain old beige pony until one day around easter time he saw some little girls decorating easter eggs and he ran over there and spilled all the colors on him self he ran to the pond to check his reflection and he couldnt believe how beautiful he was! he was blue and green and pink and rede and purle and orange! all the colors he had always dreamed about becoming. he pranced around the pasture and was very happy. im finally beautiful he thought,. now i will get alot of attention and everyone will be my friend and play with me! but that night the rain came and when the poor pony woke up in the morning his colors had washed away and he was just a beige old pony again. he was really sad. he thought for once i had goten my dream and then the cruel world took it from em. the moral of the story here is to not use semi permant hair dye. it will wash out and your hair will be faded and you wont be a pretty pony any more. so go get your hair professionaly done and pay the extra, it will last longer and you will be a pretty pony longer.
big or small I hate spiders probably because they are just nasty. they eat bugs but so do bats so i wish all the bats would eat all the spiders. nobody would miss spiders except mayeb spiderman but hes not real so it doesnt matter. I once wasnt afraid of spiders i used to play with daddy long legs and pull their legs off, im not sure when my intense fear took root but if i had to guess it would be somewhere between third and fourth grade. i havent had anything particularly tramatizing that has happened to me with spiders. so i dont technically have a reason to be scared of them but they are the scariest hting god ever created. just the word spider freaks me out. just this past weekend i was at bible study and i was sitting on a couch and Jordan was looking at me and he was like youre not by chance afraid of spiders are you? justhose words were enought to send me flying across the room screaming and sure enough there had been a spider on the wal behind my head. I knew right when he said that somehow and i was out of there! no creepy crawly things are going to be crawling on me!! I would rather die by getting shot then have spiders crawl all over me. spiders ew who likes those? nobody. they are gross and hair and have 8 legs! who has eight legs? only spiders which is disgusting. MAYBE I WOUKLDNT MIND THEM SO MUCH IF they didnt have eight gross grimy legs. if they had four legs an looked like an ant or something maybe they wouldnt be so bad. also the fact that they seem to float in the air on their web is extremly frightning. their web is gross to like if i walk through a spider web even if there is no spider then i will freak out and feel like i need a shower. it seems to cling to you and you brush it away and it just sticks somewhere else and its so flexible you pull it and it just gets longer and doesnt come off. its unnaturla and gross. nothing about spiders is good. they could all die and the world would be better off. if i could find a way to kill all spiders besideds bomboing the world i would.
ant. i like the movie ants. its kind of sad how the wasps make them igve up all their food. but ehn the ants fight back and go to war with the wasps. the caterpiller is my favorite how he turns into a beautiful butterfly and everyone thinks hes beautiful when before he was just a fat old catterpillar. th lady bug is funny to bcause hes a man but hes a lady bug lol and he has a beard and i cant believe i just wrote lol but it was because i was literlally laughing out load so i think thats acceptable. well its my writing so i can say lol if i want to so ha! anyway back to ants...... hmmmmmm well i remember they stock piled a bunch of food and the wasps took it all which was really mean and a think a flood destroyed the rest of their stock pile for them. it was a pretty good movie but its been awhile since ive watched it so i dont remember all the deatils so im going to make up my own story. once upon a time there was a pony. he liked my little pony which was interestng because he was a boy and an actual pony. he wished his mane was blue and purple and that little girls would play with him and dress him up everyday. he was a a plain old beige pony until one day around easter time he saw some little girls decorating easter eggs and he ran over there and spilled all the colors on him self he ran to the pond to check his reflection and he couldnt believe how beautiful he was! he was blue and green and pink and rede and purle and orange! all the colors he had always dreamed about becoming. he pranced around the pasture and was very happy. im finally beautiful he thought,. now i will get alot of attention and everyone will be my friend and play with me! but that night the rain came and when the poor pony woke up in the morning his colors had washed away and he was just a beige old pony again. he was really sad. he thought for once i had goten my dream and then the cruel world took it from em. the moral of the story here is to not use semi permant hair dye. it will wash out and your hair will be faded and you wont be a pretty pony any more. so go get your hair professionaly done and pay the extra, it will last longer and you will be a pretty pony longer.
Monday, January 27, 2014
My first prom ever was super exciting. I had a smal group of my date and I and my best friend and her date. We had both just moved schools our junior year and had instantly bonded as the new girls. Not that it should matter but her date and boyfriend still to this day is black. The school we went to was rich white snobby farmers. The girls in this school thought if you didnt wear the hottest brands of jeans and wear the right shoes then you couldnt hang with them. it was a small school only about a hundred or so in my graduating class so there werent alot of friend options. SO my prom group was small but it had everyone in it I wanted. we went to the dance and we had a good time with our small group and a few other friendly acquaintances there and then we got ready for after prom. At after prom is when things got catty. Now understand my friend and I and her date were having a great time playing geames with ourselves minding our own business when we noticed a group of these bitchy snobs following us around. It was known that I ddint put up with any cattiness and I would flat out call a girl out and be like why are you being a bitch? so I went to the vending machine leaving my friend and her date alone and about 4 minute later im looking around for them and cant find them anywhere! finally I find my friend crying and her date is outside ready to leave. One of those bitchy girls had asked why she brought a niger to their prom. Long story short I dumped my energy drink all over this girl and it was awesome. She tried to hit me but didnt so it wasnt much of a fight but at Ballard it was considered a fight.
Last Night In Ames Iowa
My last night in Ames was bitter sweet. I had decided in a week to leave all my friends and my two jobs and most importantly my ex boy friend behind. I was moving to live with my dad in Missouri. I was losing the freedom of having my own apartment so my last night in ames was spent consuming large quantities of vodka and sunny d. It started off well I wore a really revealing outfit my ex would never have approved of and went to a party with one of his best friends there so I could be sure he would hear about my shenanigans, and danced and had a great time. then about one am hit and I fell down the stairs and my friends were like oh man shes done and proceeded to walk me across the street to my apartment. I was walked across the street and put in bed and forgotten about. The next thing I know I am face down in the lawn of my apartment building with a small white dogg licking my face an a group of asians standing over me asking if im ok. One of them is on the phone with 911 and i hear them saying she is face down and wasnt moving. I try to get up and assure them I am alright but I only succeeded in turning over and flopping back down. From out of no where my roommate appears and is taking me back inside except the cops show up right about that time. The cops were super nice and didnt write me a ticket or anything. The nice officer helped me up three flights of stairs and tucked me into bed and told me to stay in bed and go to sleep. I did for alittle while, then I got this idea in my head that I needed to see my ex boyfriend right then!! I knew I couldnt drive so my next rational thought was Hey ill wall to where he is! so I set off down lincoln way which is comparable to sushine or battlefield here in springfield wearing underwear and no shoes determinded to find Brandon. Two nice young men saw me and walked me to their house as I couldnt remember the way back to my house and I woke up the next morning wearing very large sweats and sleeping on a strange persons couch. I felt like I had had a very strange dream, except it wasnt a dream.
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