Done.

I'm just done with life... I know I don't have a good reason, but I am.

I want to move away and never come back, start a brand new life...

And drown my regrets in butterscotch pudding.

Nostalgia

The Cool Thing About Having an Elmo-themed surprise party is that even though you have the basics figured out already, the details are very much a surprise.

I mean, I put on my Elmo T-shirt for no apparent reason and lumbered up the stairs. My mom probably thought: Wait....What? 
My thought process was most likely somewhere along these lines:
Oh, that surprise party is today
Um, I feel lazy
I'll just wear this Elmo shirt because I'll have time to actually get ready later
Wow, I haven't worn this shirt in a while
Should I wear those red keds?
No, that would look dorky

Once I was upstairs, that shirt "Sparked [my mom's] memory" and had my dad bring out an identical red Elmo hoodie that they had "forgotten" to give me on my birthday. I totally fell for it. Please don't look at that gross just-barely-out-of-the-shower face. Haha and can you see that wonderful British Lit textbook I have?

 Love.


I totally knew I was helping my sister watch her baby so my mom could set up the party. But I thought it was at my friend's house not my neighbor's so that was surprise number one. I was also unaware that this party had been intentionally Elmo from the beginning, surprise number two.

Surprise number three, I'm not photogenic. At all. But that's not really a surprise, okay?

Hooray for birthdays, and cake :)

And a shout out to my wonderful mother and sister who both threw me off pretty good....well? Which one would you use for that?

I Love Being Sick

The best part about being sick is the part when you don't have to deal with people you don't feel like dealing with. The second best part about being sick is the part when you have the house mostly to yourself but you don't feel obligated to clean it. The third best part about being sick is the part when you can eat real normal human food for lunch at home. But my most favorite part is when your stomach hurts, but you look at this picture and laugh so your stomach hurts even more:

Hey guys! My birthday was yesterday! Sweet Sixteen and never been missed, my mom said. It was the best ever. I even got a pillow pet. And some crayons, and some lotion, and some earrings, and some tickets to that David Archuleta Christmas concert, and some horchata. Oh, and a dress for the Christmas dance, but who are we kidding? I haven't been asked and it's in a week.

Which reminds me... the best part about having a school with Gryffindor colors is having a Christmas dance called the Yule Ball. Life probably doesn't get any better. 



Too bad I'm in Ravenclaw...

Widor and I have a Thing

For those of you illiterate when it comes to everything organ,
(it's okay, I once was too) Charles-Marie Widor is my favoritest organ composer. We are totally in love, even if he's dead. I am currently listening to his Allegro, From Sixth Symphony. It is my goal piece, and it's also very moving. Look it up on youtube. It's totally worth it. (I'm not a big fan of the frequent change in volume of that version, but you get the idea)

All right, now that we've got that burst of nerdiness behind us...

I didn't make it to my birthday. I'm back on facebook... I forgot how angry it made me. Oh well.

I was falling asleep last night at 8:30 because I was mad and exhausted and peeved and feeling ganged up on and lonely and a bit depressed when I had one of those wonderful epiphanies you get every so often. Want to hear about it?

There's meaning behind everything. Okay, everybody knows that, but seriously. You know, there's probably a reason I love The Beatles. I probably will be in the middle of making some serious life decisions when a Beatles song will come on and make the decision for me. They probably have some lyric somewhere that will hit home and keep me from doing something terribly horrid. Or terrid, like Creedence would say. :) I probably am head over heals in love with the organ for some reason beyond what you can see on the outside. Honestly, I couldn't tell you why I love the organ so much. I love the challenge, I love the contrast and color it brings to a single piece of music, I love the mathematics behind the sounds it makes, I love the emotion, but that's not REALLY why I like it. I don't know, I just do. Maybe there are some people I need to meet, some life I need to touch, some lesson I need to learn by playing the organ. I have no idea... but there are definitely some people I couldn't imagine or bear life without who I would've never met if it hadn't been for the organ.

I had a lot more I wanted to add to this list last night, but... that was 23 hours ago. Thanks for listening.

Happy Cyber Monday!

Hmmm

I came back!

And wow, high school is stressful. But I'm going to try and post more regularly. Is every three months not regular enough for you? 

Ha! I've been looking at cake wrecks a lot recently. She's hilarious, and so are those cakes. My, my, my.

I'm on a facebook fast again. I can't remember when I started, but I'm getting back on my birthday (which is in T-5 days!)

I watched No Impact Man yesterday, and that was amazing. The profanity is a little, um, overwhelming? But its still amazing. Plus, you get sent on a guilt trip for every single piece of trash you throw away!

My friend moved to Arizona two years ago. I still haven't forgiven him, but, he moved back and showed up on my door step yesterday. It was wonderful!

I watched the new Harry Potter last night. The camera movement gave me a headache...but that was a Harry Potter movie like I've never seen before. Wow. 

Which of course, made me have a very intense dream. An earthquake shook the Governor's house to shambles, a bomb went off in the Houses of Parliament, and my gondola got eaten by a shark. Then I was forced to take a class from Professor Flitwick, who taught me that the English language was inspired by geese playing in a pond. If anyone can translate dreams, please help me! I'm still confused. 

There's a little update on my life. Not too awful I hope.