Early Morning.

So, I had a softball tournament today, so i got up at like 7 (okay i was lazy and it was like 7:30 but whatever) and got all ready for softball even though it was raining and nasty, because the softball people didn't have the courtesy to call earlier and inform us that it was cancelled, so of course just as I get my cleats tied and stand up straight, I get a text saying that our tournament is cancelled. So, now its nine in the morning and the rest of my family is in bed, and I'm sitting on the couch blogging. And you know, as much as i hate getting up early, once you're up, being awake in the early morning is fun. Although I wouldn't call nine very early. But I don't know, I like the lighting, and it's all quiet and you can hear the outside and the rain and I just like it. When I was little I used to get up at six or so during the summer, and sit on the carpet next to my deck door, because the sun would be rising and fill the entire area with sunlight and it was really warm. So I would be half asleep and sitting on the warm sunlit carpet and idk, it was fun. I remember doing that. And since it was morning it would be all quiet, and since I was little and I never slept in, I would eat breakfast outside on the deck right away and then get ready and be out in the backyard playing by eight o clock. I still remember being a little kid really well. Like before I was in kindergarten. The house would be all clean because my mom would be cleaning and she would have music on and me and my sister would dance around while my mom cleaned, and then we would eat lunch. Or else, on other days, we would go to the Excelsior library (because the Chan one sucked in those days) and listen to storytime and then get lots of books, and sometimes we would go to the bakery in Excelsior that was right next to the library (it's closed now) and get a cookie or a donut or something, and I still remember perfectly, coming home and it was all sunny and we would jump out of the blue van and run inside and read our new books while my mom made lunch, and after lunch we would maybe watch a movie if we got one at the library, and then we would go play outside or something. I remember all that perfectly, which is weird because really I was only like four or younger. And Lydia was two. Agh, sometimes I wish I was little kid again. Before kindergarten. It was so easy; we didn't have to do anything and it was all just fun fun fun all the time. And plus, little kids don't need much to be happy. Just sunny carpets and new library books and music and lunchtime.

my favorite movies.

harry potter, all of them. to compare the amazingness of harry potter to other movies, just think of the mass of the nucleus compared to the electron cloud. and harry potter is the nucleus. or else the size of the electron cloud compared to the nucleus, and then harry potter is the electron cloud. yes. i made a physics/chemistry reference.

the rest are not in any order. except mulan cuz thats my favorite besides harry potter.

mulan
charlie and chocolate factory (not willy wonka and the chocolate factory. that ones dumb.)
the cat in the hat
the grinch
aladdin
national treasure (only the first one)
pirates of the caribbean. all of them.
matilda
the jungle book
juno
nick and norahs infinite playlist
whip it
avpm/s (theyre kinda movies..)
hercules
shrek
mrs doubtfire.
narnia.
fantasia.
other crap.



by the way guess who made symphonic windsss? yeah, me. without an audition. i know im all braggy and whatever at ze moment, but im kinda excited so just disregard it. anyway. i dont have anything to say. schools almost over. as much as i like it, im glad. i need a job. urgently. where should i get one. commence online job search now. bye.

The Countdown Has Begun.

Now that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 has come out on DVD and Blu-ray, the only Harry Potter thing left to count down for is THE END. As in, Part 2. Exactly 3 months left. 90 days. And only eighty-eight until our Harry Potter party. On July 13th. *Excitement* We're gonna have butterbeer and chocolate frogs and bertie bott's every flavor beans and watch harry potter one through 4 on july thirteenth and sleep over and on the next day we're gonna watch 5 through 7 and then avpm and avps and then at 8 pm we're gonna go to the theater to wait in line. we might have to go at seven actually. and we will be dressed in full harry potter garb yes i said garb and while we wait in line we will engage in harry potter trivia, play harry potter scene it, listen to harry potter music, and, of course, eat more food. and then we will watch PART 2 at midnight and it will be fun. YES.

the story of yourmom.

chapter 1. yourmom.

once upon a time there was a little boy named yourmom. yourmom liked to play games and so one day he was playing a game when all of a sudden there was an earthquake. yourmom tried to run away but he did not prevail. so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, he fell into the middle of the earth.



























chapter 2.THE MIDDLE OF THE EARTH
so. yourmom woke up from being knocked out from falling in the middle of the earth, and looked around and he was all, hey, im in the middle of the earth. wouldja lookat that. so then he just kinda chilled in the middle of the earth for a while.



























chapter 3. the middle of the earth isnt as fun as it seemed at first.
yourmom was chilling in the middle of the earth, minding his own business, when all of a sudden he realized it was pretty dang hot there. at first he thought he had a fever or something similar as a result of his many injuries sustained from falling hundreds of miles through the earths crust and mantle. then he realized that the source of the heat was not, in fact, a fever, but instead the giant flaming ball of molten earth that sat just a few meters away. (hereby known as, THE CORE.)







































chapter 4. escape of THE CORE.
so as not to be roasted alive like a hot dog, yourmom ran as fast as he possibly could away from THE CORE, so fast that he ran right up the side of the giant trench that he was in, all the way up the hundreds of miles that he had fallen. when he finally reached the top, he saw, to his great confusion, that by some unexplainable phenomenon the trench led not to where the earthquake had happened (his home of yourmomland, kentucky) but instead to a remote island off the coast of burma.



























chapter 5. life on the remote island off the coast of burma.
now, yourmom was what is known as a perceiver, and a very extreme one. he didn't ever question what happened to him; he just went with the flow no matter what (unless, of course, he was about to be burned by THE CORE.) so when he saw that this remote island off the coast of burma was inhabited by a strange tribal people with golden skin and tall jet-black mohawks, he decided that this was the life for him, and resolved to spend the rest of his days on the remote island off the coast of burma. he roasted the meat of the chingchongallamasaur, a large, tasty animal specific to only that island. he drank coconut milk, and also bathed his skin in it so as to acheive a nice, golden tan like that of the native people, but not to get skin cancer. with the help of the natives, he styled his hair daily in their fashion, using the jelly of the jellyfish to get it to stay straight up. he became strong and wiry as the result of much tree climbing, and made friends with the locals that were close to his age.











































chapter 6. the end.
and so ends the story of yourmom, the poor boy who was caught in an earthquake and then found himself experiencing and loving a new way of life with new friends and new family. never did he miss his old home, his old friends, or even his mother. after being accepted into the native tribe as one of their own, and choosing a wife to bear him sons, he lived out the rest of his days as an old man, telling his story to his children, his grandchildren, and his great-grandchildren until he died.























THE END.

i've been out of it.

so, i haven't been in the internet in a week, on account of my being in south carolina, and as a result of that, there is much to be done and emails to be checked on this here internet now that i'm finally on it again. i dont know how crabstickz managed to stay off of the internet for a month. because while that may not have been that hard, once he got back on he mustve had literally millions of messages waiting for him. speaking of hard things, i didn't work out at all over spring break, and that made going back to softball even harder than usual. but, it wasn't so bad. and since i sold lotsa stuff, i get a free sweatshirt, two of those cards that i sold, that i can either keep or sell and keep the money, and also i got to do this money draw thing where you pull money out of a bag and see what you get. i got ten bucks, and there were mostly five, some tens and twenties, one fifty, and one hundred. so, while it wasn't the best i couldve gotten, it also wasnt the worst, and now i have ten bucks that i didnt have before. i'll probably be using that, along with the money from those cards that i do plan to sell, to buy one of the team sweatshirts (different than the one i got for free, obviously), because they're $59 plus five for a name on the side or 15 for a name on the back, which is crazy but they are pretty cool and also really warm and i want one sooo yeah. REMIND ME TO GET MONEY FOR BRAD TOMORROW so i don't have to spend the whole day avoiding him like i did today. that was bad.

it was weird today, because i pretty much just got off the plane and went straight to school, and there i was, sitting in chemistry, thinking, two hours ago i was on a plane coming back from 70 degree sunny weather. by now it feels like that was a week ago, definitely not today. crazy how time flies. already we only have 46 school days left. i remember mrs petersen telling us about those grad writing tests that we would have on april 12, and that seemed so far away, and now it's like right here. craziness. crazy craziness. before we know it we'll be fifty, i swear. anyway, i got pretty tan in south carolina, but it pretty much faded already which is a bummer. although my stomach is still pretty tan, and all i wanted was to not be crazy pale in the beginning of the summer like usual, and now in the summer i can just get super tan. yeah. good. now, my wrist hurts and i planned for this post to be short but that never works out does it. bye.