Making Summer Count; Day Nine

The ninth day already. I'm losing track of time.

Today was pretty good, but short lived. I woke up at 9:30, which is late for me considering that I wake up at around 8. I felt deprived of precious daylight. I went downstairs to fix me waffles and pizza, then spent about an hour watching mindless cartoons. Then I couldn't take it anymore, so I started vacuuming my room. Yes, vacuuming. I knew that later on in the day, my grandmother was having a barbeque for my cousinn - she's flown down from New York. What I didn't know is that later was actually sooner, and before I knew it, my mom was telling me to get dressed. I quickly put on denim capris with a vintage Elmo tank top, and my mom and I headed out the door on our way.

The event itself was pretty good. Big props to my grandmother for the food. :) It would have been SO much better, though, if the guest of honor showed up on time... How in the HELL do you show up THREE whole HOURS late to your own shindig?! That's just not right. & I felt really bad for my grandmother, because she was very upset. She went through all this trouble making this party great for my cousin. The fact that she was very upset made my HIGHLY upset. I tried to help as much as I could with the party, but when the guest of honor showed up, I had to step into another area. That changed my whole mood. : / But besides that, I had fun at the party. I saw a lot of loving family members, and I enjoyed myself ... even though I was the only teenager there.

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Making Summer Count; Day Four

Today, a lot happened. Some of it was really exciting, some was heart wrenching, and some? Some isn't even worth the tale.

This morning, I woke up to my mom bursting in my room to tell me to get up. She wanted to get to the DDS early to get my permit. This was an event I was VERY excited about... until I physically got in the car and my mom began driving. I was NOT prepared to take the test. I didn't feel like I studied enough, so I chickened out. I asked my mom to turn around and take me home. When we got home, I immediately turned to the computer for comfort. I began to play FreeCell like I usually do, and I began to chat with a friend, Semere. I told him about my fears of taking the test, and he comforted me that everyone get scared about tests. He said that I should just knock it out of the park, and that's what I ended up doing. After a few more hours of studying, distracting myself with Facebook and FreeCell, and posting a post to my blog, I went back to the DDS. I ended up passing my permit test. :) Moral of the story? It's ok to be nervous about the steps of life, but you can't let your fears hold you back from doing the things you want to do. So the next time there's a daring move you want to take, take it. :) You can do it. I have faith in you!

Before I posted this morning, I learned something new. The subject today was clouds! They're a beautiful thing, don't you think? In the sky idly floating along... There's a website called Learn Something New Everyday. I'm new to lsned.com. Today was my first day reading a post, and the most recent one was about clouds. It basically retaught me what I learned in 5th grade, but I needed it. I looked over past posts, and if I keep up with this site, I'll learn about Greek mythology, clowns, Einstein, and much more! I want to be quite the intellectual. :)

Today, I also learned that it is possible for me to not have a panic attack over a guy. I'm actually really hurt right now. There's this guy that I really liked. You've heard of him, Paul. I almost said aloud that I loved him. At my birthday party, he nibbled my ear, and I thought that gesture from him was really special. I felt really, really EPIC! But then I found out today that that wasn't special at all, because he was at a party Sunday, and at the party he was kissing up on one of my dearest, dearest friends, and when he was done with her, his ass crawled over to the other two girls there! UGH! So, I don't feel special at all. That was heart wrenching. I thought I meant something special to him... Guess not. Well, I won't be hurt over this for long, though. Why would I want a guy like that? Am I just saying that, though? If he puts out his hand, will I take it? These questions are hard to answer like this. Now isn't THAT a wonder?

C'est la Vie. Good Night. :)

Finals. Dovey Earrings. and Holiday Parties.

Hi, guys! Sorry. I've been studying major hard for the finals I've recently finished. Please forgive me.


I hope everyone is having a great holiday season so far! For all who celebrate, Christmas is in one week! :) Today was the last day of the semester for me and my friends, and I'm so happy to be relieved of all of my educational duties for two weeks. Anyway, I bought my friends gifts such as Oreos or earrings (even one person received Ferrero Rocher chocolate truffles). It was fun receiving gifts myself. Kennedy, a bff, gave me these really cool-looking gold earrings with doves, peace symbols, and hearts. I know it sounds like way too much for an earring, but trust me, they are wonderful!



Last night, my grandmothers apartment had a Grand Opening/Holiday Extravaganza. I should have been studying, but instead, I went. Me and Gran were there for ten minutes before the party was over. Yes, shamelessly, we were late, but in a fashionable way. :) At first, I wasn't really feeling my attire. I looked like I was going to a funeral. But with a few lovely accessories, I was able to change up my mood. After the party was over, guest were still hanging out, and my grandmother started talking to Mr. Joseph Gargery. (That really isn't his name. If you've read "Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens, you'll know that Joe is a character. I only call our Joe that because I don't know his real last name, and I was reading the book while I met him.) That left me standing there awkwardly while Mr. Joseph Gargery flirted and stared openly at my Gran. I walked away with the excuse of "going to look at the tree", where I went to take pictures. Speaking of which, I actually took the picture of the ornament you see above. I'm thinking about joining Photo next year. While taking pics, I noticed a huge chocolate fountain. I just so happened to notice it at the time that the lady was dipping a strawberry, cheesecake, and brownie into it. Now, I'm not a big fan of chocolate, but I am of that! yumm. (: the lady let me take a tub of choclate home which is now sitting in my frigde...


'Tis all for now. Since I'm on break, I'll definetly post more that three times a week for the next two weeks. Isn't that a wonder?