Ok everybody, after this post you're going to think me very strange. Oh wait, you probably already do.
A friend of mine, Jacob, is trying to do this thing on Google plus. He's trying to get everyone to eat toast as the ball drops in NY tonight. So if you're staying up tonight, support Jacob and his strange but delicious idea! I know its different, but we're crazy and you should do it because toast is good! (I strongly recommend it with orange marmalade)
Check it out here.
Hope you all have a wonderful New Years Eve and New Years Day, and I hope that your new year brings wonderful times creating wonderful memories.
(I used the word "wonderful" three times in that last sentence. I'm too repetative.)
--Abby
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Laughing gas doesn't always make you laugh
Yesterday I had oral surgery. I had this one adult tooth that wasn't coming in and so they had to cut open the roof of my mouth and get it out to where it belonged. It was quite and experience.
To be honest, I don't remember much of it. They put me under during the procedure. I remember getting there and I remember the nurse bringing me to the room where they would do the surgery. She asked me a few questions then told me to sit down on the big chair. She leaned it all the way back and put some blankets on me. Then she showed me a mask and told me she was going to give me laughing gas through the mask. After she told me that, I started freaking out because I had heard stories of people who are given laughing gas and start laughing uncontrollably. But luckily, all it did was relax me. Then the doctor came in with a bunch of other nurses. The nurses started running around, getting everything ready. I can't even remember what the other nurses looked like, except one who was right next to me getting the tools ready. The doctor gave me a shot on my arm that was going to help me get to sleep. I remember him asking me questions like where do you go to school, are you on break, when do you go back, etc. The last thing I remember is that nurse who had been standing next to me with the tools saying, "Ok, open your mouth."
Then everything went black and I could hear the nurse who had first led me into the room saying, "Ok, Abigail, you're all done!' I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was that I was hooked up to an IV pole. I was still super groggy and I don't think I really knew why it was there. I vaguely remember asking what it was, even though I very well knew what it was. I only kind of remember her answer. Then the nurse took all the blankets off and helped me over to the recovery room. I remember it was more like a hallway, with a recliner, a wheelchair, and a curtain closing everything off for privacy. I can't even remember what color the recliner was. Black, I think. Maybe brown?
The nurse helped me into the recliner and put another blanket on me and laid the recliner back. Then she left to go get my mom. I think I may have fallen back asleep. I woke up again when I heard my mom's and the nurse's voices coming down the hall. The first thing that came to me head was, "When did my sweater get here?" I had taken it off before the surgery and it somehow was back on me at that point. Then my mom and the nurse came back and I kind of remember them talking. Then the nurse helped me into a wheelchair and brought me back to the car. I only remember bits and pieces of the wheelchair ride. I remember being wheeled down the hall and I remember getting into the car, but not much in between.
It all feels like a dream. It's really weird, to not be able to remember most of your day. Last night I lay in bed trying to remember and thought, "This happened to me today. How can I forget all of it?" I've been in bed ever since, tracing the newly-formed lump on the roof of my mouth with my tongue.
The weird thing is, the doctor said that while I was under, he would say things like, "Turn your head more towards me," "Lift your chin up higher," "Open your mouth wider," and I did it! While I was under! I have no recollection of doing this. Although, my head was in a different position when I woke up than when I went under...
--Abby
To be honest, I don't remember much of it. They put me under during the procedure. I remember getting there and I remember the nurse bringing me to the room where they would do the surgery. She asked me a few questions then told me to sit down on the big chair. She leaned it all the way back and put some blankets on me. Then she showed me a mask and told me she was going to give me laughing gas through the mask. After she told me that, I started freaking out because I had heard stories of people who are given laughing gas and start laughing uncontrollably. But luckily, all it did was relax me. Then the doctor came in with a bunch of other nurses. The nurses started running around, getting everything ready. I can't even remember what the other nurses looked like, except one who was right next to me getting the tools ready. The doctor gave me a shot on my arm that was going to help me get to sleep. I remember him asking me questions like where do you go to school, are you on break, when do you go back, etc. The last thing I remember is that nurse who had been standing next to me with the tools saying, "Ok, open your mouth."
Then everything went black and I could hear the nurse who had first led me into the room saying, "Ok, Abigail, you're all done!' I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was that I was hooked up to an IV pole. I was still super groggy and I don't think I really knew why it was there. I vaguely remember asking what it was, even though I very well knew what it was. I only kind of remember her answer. Then the nurse took all the blankets off and helped me over to the recovery room. I remember it was more like a hallway, with a recliner, a wheelchair, and a curtain closing everything off for privacy. I can't even remember what color the recliner was. Black, I think. Maybe brown?
The nurse helped me into the recliner and put another blanket on me and laid the recliner back. Then she left to go get my mom. I think I may have fallen back asleep. I woke up again when I heard my mom's and the nurse's voices coming down the hall. The first thing that came to me head was, "When did my sweater get here?" I had taken it off before the surgery and it somehow was back on me at that point. Then my mom and the nurse came back and I kind of remember them talking. Then the nurse helped me into a wheelchair and brought me back to the car. I only remember bits and pieces of the wheelchair ride. I remember being wheeled down the hall and I remember getting into the car, but not much in between.
It all feels like a dream. It's really weird, to not be able to remember most of your day. Last night I lay in bed trying to remember and thought, "This happened to me today. How can I forget all of it?" I've been in bed ever since, tracing the newly-formed lump on the roof of my mouth with my tongue.
The weird thing is, the doctor said that while I was under, he would say things like, "Turn your head more towards me," "Lift your chin up higher," "Open your mouth wider," and I did it! While I was under! I have no recollection of doing this. Although, my head was in a different position when I woke up than when I went under...
--Abby
Sunday, December 28, 2014
My post-Christmas post because I was too lazy to post on the actual day
IM SORRY BUT I WAS BUSY OKAY???
I look at all the other blogs I follow and they did these wonderfully written posts about Christmas while I was stuffing my face with chocolate, trying to beat my cousin's score on Diner Dash, and opening my new moccasins (I got them in black!!!). Yes, my dear readers, I got Minnetonkas from my mother! I believe I posted about Minnetonkas a while back... I also got earrings, makeup, candy, a notebook, the card game "Quiddler", and a fancy picture frame, which currently has no picture in it, but will soon.
We had our cousins over, as I mentioned. This is always chaotic because if all of my family, Maddie's family, and my grandparents are in our house, there is a grand total of twelve kids and six adults. So, eighteen in all. And my house is small. And many of these kids are seven or under.
On Christmas day, we opened our stockings and then we went to Mass in the morning at the college near my house. After that we came home and ate a delicious breakfast that my mom had made. Then it was present time. Sadly I can't tell you what I got for my mom because something happened and it wont get here until Monday. But, I did get my dad a Patriots apron!
One of my favorite moments from Christmas day was after dinner. Me, Maddie, her older brother Max (who claims he's a year older than me, but don't listen to him; he's actually only 364 day older), Lanie, Blaze, Penguin, and my younger cousin Phil were all cleaning up in the kitchen. Actually, Penguin and Phil were goofing off more than they were cleaning... Max washed the dishes, Lanie and Maddie dried, and Blaze and I put away. We had my dad's wireless speaker and Max's iPod out and were singing along to a bunch of stupid songs. But we didn't really care that the songs were stupid; it was fun to be together, working together and having fun together.
Last night, Maddie, Lanie and I watched the movie Divergent. A lot of my friends had encouraged me to watch it before, and so I was eager to see it (even though I haven't read the book. Shhh). I was slightly disappointed though. The ending was disappointing, it was a little too dark for my tastes, and the plot in general was confusing. But that may be due to the fact that I haven't read the book and/or that we missed the beginning of the movie. Maybe I should try reading the book and then watching it again to see if I can understand it better.
My holiday was very blessed and fun and wonderful, and having family there to share it with me made it all the better. I hope yours was equally amazing, and I also hope you remembered to keep Christ in Christmas! Because without Christ, we have no Christmas.
Before I go:
My new notebook
My new miss-matched earrings
I look at all the other blogs I follow and they did these wonderfully written posts about Christmas while I was stuffing my face with chocolate, trying to beat my cousin's score on Diner Dash, and opening my new moccasins (I got them in black!!!). Yes, my dear readers, I got Minnetonkas from my mother! I believe I posted about Minnetonkas a while back... I also got earrings, makeup, candy, a notebook, the card game "Quiddler", and a fancy picture frame, which currently has no picture in it, but will soon.
We had our cousins over, as I mentioned. This is always chaotic because if all of my family, Maddie's family, and my grandparents are in our house, there is a grand total of twelve kids and six adults. So, eighteen in all. And my house is small. And many of these kids are seven or under.
On Christmas day, we opened our stockings and then we went to Mass in the morning at the college near my house. After that we came home and ate a delicious breakfast that my mom had made. Then it was present time. Sadly I can't tell you what I got for my mom because something happened and it wont get here until Monday. But, I did get my dad a Patriots apron!
One of my favorite moments from Christmas day was after dinner. Me, Maddie, her older brother Max (who claims he's a year older than me, but don't listen to him; he's actually only 364 day older), Lanie, Blaze, Penguin, and my younger cousin Phil were all cleaning up in the kitchen. Actually, Penguin and Phil were goofing off more than they were cleaning... Max washed the dishes, Lanie and Maddie dried, and Blaze and I put away. We had my dad's wireless speaker and Max's iPod out and were singing along to a bunch of stupid songs. But we didn't really care that the songs were stupid; it was fun to be together, working together and having fun together.
Last night, Maddie, Lanie and I watched the movie Divergent. A lot of my friends had encouraged me to watch it before, and so I was eager to see it (even though I haven't read the book. Shhh). I was slightly disappointed though. The ending was disappointing, it was a little too dark for my tastes, and the plot in general was confusing. But that may be due to the fact that I haven't read the book and/or that we missed the beginning of the movie. Maybe I should try reading the book and then watching it again to see if I can understand it better.
My holiday was very blessed and fun and wonderful, and having family there to share it with me made it all the better. I hope yours was equally amazing, and I also hope you remembered to keep Christ in Christmas! Because without Christ, we have no Christmas.
Before I go:
My new mocs!!
I know you'll do your very best to ignore the giant holes in my jeans. Thank you.
Merry Christmas!
(And don't tell me that Christmas is already over; Christmas lasts for twelve days! Ever heard of the song The Twelve Days of Christmas?)
--Abby
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Hotels and TWO MORE DAYS!!!!!
So. My family is staying in a hotel. We're staying until tomorrow, Christmas Eve (exciting! Christmas is in two days!!!)
The hotel is pretty nice, actually. Our suite is bigger than we expected, plus the hotel serves breakfast and dinner. Penguin's especially excited about that little fact.
I never sleep very well in a new place, so I wasn't surprised last night when I had trouble falling asleep. I slept with Lilian on a mattress on the floor. Lilian squirms in her sleep. A lot. So that didn't help. At least I wasn't Mary Rose; she slept on two chairs pushed together (she volunteered to sleep there. That was quite surprising.) The boys shared the sofa bed and were wrestling for more bed room all night. Ronnie very happily slept on the sofa cushions on the floor.
This morning, I woke up at six-fortyish and dressed and went down to breakfast with the boys. The hotel has a very nice selection of teas, from which I chose chamomile, and then proceeded to put too much cream and honey in it.
Now, Blaze and Penguin and I are in our room while the rest of the family is downstairs eating. I ate too may waffles.
Tomorrow, Maddie and her family come! I'm super excited! I have almost all of my presents ready, but some of them haven't come yet. I'm hoping they get here by tomorrow so I don't have to give anyone a card on Christmas day: Merry Christmas! Your present hasn't arrived yet, but you're going to love it! Patience is a virtue you know...
Please hurry up, presents...
Theres a chance I may not post again until after Christmas day, so I'll say it now: Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you have a wonderful holiday, filled with family, friends, Christmas carols, and lots of love for each other. Remember to keep Christ in Christmas!!
--Abby
The hotel is pretty nice, actually. Our suite is bigger than we expected, plus the hotel serves breakfast and dinner. Penguin's especially excited about that little fact.
I never sleep very well in a new place, so I wasn't surprised last night when I had trouble falling asleep. I slept with Lilian on a mattress on the floor. Lilian squirms in her sleep. A lot. So that didn't help. At least I wasn't Mary Rose; she slept on two chairs pushed together (she volunteered to sleep there. That was quite surprising.) The boys shared the sofa bed and were wrestling for more bed room all night. Ronnie very happily slept on the sofa cushions on the floor.
This morning, I woke up at six-fortyish and dressed and went down to breakfast with the boys. The hotel has a very nice selection of teas, from which I chose chamomile, and then proceeded to put too much cream and honey in it.
Now, Blaze and Penguin and I are in our room while the rest of the family is downstairs eating. I ate too may waffles.
Tomorrow, Maddie and her family come! I'm super excited! I have almost all of my presents ready, but some of them haven't come yet. I'm hoping they get here by tomorrow so I don't have to give anyone a card on Christmas day: Merry Christmas! Your present hasn't arrived yet, but you're going to love it! Patience is a virtue you know...
Please hurry up, presents...
Theres a chance I may not post again until after Christmas day, so I'll say it now: Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you have a wonderful holiday, filled with family, friends, Christmas carols, and lots of love for each other. Remember to keep Christ in Christmas!!
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| walkin' in a winter wonderland... |
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Pictures from today and from a week ago
In other news, I'm sick. I hate being sick, even if it's just a cold. More importantly though, I lost my voice. Last night I was singing a lot, more than usual (if possible). And so now I'm paying the price. Joy.
Oh, also, we're down to four fish. Felix and Finn have both died and I can't say I'm sad. Fish are fun, for a few minutes. After about a week, they get tiring.
We're not really a pet family... My List of Pets I've Accidentally Killed is slowly expanding. XD
This coming week is going to be pretty crazy, so forgive me if I don't post very much. My family is going on a mini vacation for a few nights, then our cousins are coming over on Christmas Eve and staying through the rest of the week I think. Then next Monday I'm going to have my oral surgery done Monday morning, and I'll probably sleep through the rest of the day after because of the stuff that they inject in you that makes you sleep.
Now before I go, I know these are a bit overdue, but here are some pics from the fair last week:
Lilian
Ronnie
--Abby
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Why I love to write/read
I make mistakes. Sometimes, big mistakes. Maybe, it wasn't even a mistake, maybe it was something I did that will haunt me forever.
Raise your hand if you've ever made a mistake.
Psst! Raise your hand!
I'm not perfect, nobody is. But still some choices haunt you in life, even if they weren't necessarily bad choices. They still creep around in the back of your mind, making your stomach do somersaults and your heart drop.
I guess thats why I love writing so much. There are characters here that I can create and love. My characters make mistakes. Ever met *Toni?
Oh, hi, I'm here.
Toni, in your story, did you make a mistake?
...Maybe...
Toni, I'm waiting...
Okay, yes I made a mistake.
See?
Writing your own story, with your own characters, it brings you to a different world. A world where you can leave all your knots and mistakes and mess ups behind and do something else. Be someone else. Live somewhere else.
I read this book a while ago called Kira-Kira. It's one of the best books I've ever read. I wasn't reading words off of a page anymore; I was Katie, going through one of the toughest childhoods I've ever read about. I felt her pain, her happiness, her thoughts, her feelings. Isn't that what every writer strives for? To create a story that takes you away and plays with your emotions so they become the emotions of the character in the book? I cried so hard after reading Kira-Kira.
So, sometime's reality doesn't work out the way you'd like it to work out. Everyone experiences this. My advice: get out of reality for a while!
I digress.
I MAAAAAAAADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
I FIIIIIIIIIIIINSIHED!!!!!!!!!!!!
My presentation went really well! The fourth, fifth, sixth, and tenth graders all came around to look at our boards, our research, and all that. They asked me a ton of questions, some of which I didn't know, but I knew most of them. Then my science teacher came around to each of us and asked us questions and I thought, Oh dang, she's going to stump me, I'm going to get a horrible grade on this and I worked and stressed over this presentation for weeks! But I surprised myself. I knew the answer to every question she asked me. She even told me after that I had a good presentation! I'm so glad it's over...
So now Blaze and I are home alone and I'm going to relax with a cup of tea and be happy it's Christmas break.
--Abby
*Toni is a character I'm currently working with. I'm still trying to undo all the knots in her story.
Raise your hand if you've ever made a mistake.
Psst! Raise your hand!
I'm not perfect, nobody is. But still some choices haunt you in life, even if they weren't necessarily bad choices. They still creep around in the back of your mind, making your stomach do somersaults and your heart drop.
I guess thats why I love writing so much. There are characters here that I can create and love. My characters make mistakes. Ever met *Toni?
Oh, hi, I'm here.
Toni, in your story, did you make a mistake?
...Maybe...
Toni, I'm waiting...
Okay, yes I made a mistake.
See?
Writing your own story, with your own characters, it brings you to a different world. A world where you can leave all your knots and mistakes and mess ups behind and do something else. Be someone else. Live somewhere else.
I read this book a while ago called Kira-Kira. It's one of the best books I've ever read. I wasn't reading words off of a page anymore; I was Katie, going through one of the toughest childhoods I've ever read about. I felt her pain, her happiness, her thoughts, her feelings. Isn't that what every writer strives for? To create a story that takes you away and plays with your emotions so they become the emotions of the character in the book? I cried so hard after reading Kira-Kira.
So, sometime's reality doesn't work out the way you'd like it to work out. Everyone experiences this. My advice: get out of reality for a while!
I digress.
I MAAAAAAAADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
I FIIIIIIIIIIIINSIHED!!!!!!!!!!!!
My presentation went really well! The fourth, fifth, sixth, and tenth graders all came around to look at our boards, our research, and all that. They asked me a ton of questions, some of which I didn't know, but I knew most of them. Then my science teacher came around to each of us and asked us questions and I thought, Oh dang, she's going to stump me, I'm going to get a horrible grade on this and I worked and stressed over this presentation for weeks! But I surprised myself. I knew the answer to every question she asked me. She even told me after that I had a good presentation! I'm so glad it's over...
So now Blaze and I are home alone and I'm going to relax with a cup of tea and be happy it's Christmas break.
--Abby
*Toni is a character I'm currently working with. I'm still trying to undo all the knots in her story.
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Exams are horrible
I DID IT!!!!!!!
I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!
ALMOST!!!!!!!!
ALMOST IS CLOSE ENOUGH THOUGH, RIGHT?
I have all my exams completed!! All I have to do now is present my parakeet project tomorrow morning and I will be GOOD! Until school starts up again in a few weeks.
But seriously, I've been stressing so much the past week, it feels so good to have it all (most of it all) behind me. Today was my history exam, and I am NOT good at history, but I think I did alright. I'm not very good at memorizing names and dates and events that happened centuries ago... It all blurs together. Nero, Constantinople, 410, Charlemagne.... It seems all like fiction, like stories that should begin with, "A long time ago, in a whole separate world far, far away... Constantine moved the capital to Constantinople... Rome got destroyed.... The Battle of Tours..." and on, and on, and on, because history never really stops. As longs as the clock keeps ticking, history keeps marching, and some day, fifteen year old girls are going to be reading about stuff that happened today and look at it like it's fiction.
History isn't my forte.
Instead of an english exam, we had a seminar today on Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. It was two hours long, but it felt shorter. We could have talked about it for hours. I love doing seminars. I don't really understand the play, though.I mean, I liked it, a lot actually, but every character is an idiot in their own special way. The Nurse, Romeo (especially, in my opinion), Capulet, Tybalt, the list goes on. Romeo, you're sixteen. Get a grip on yourself!
(Is it normal that I talk to fictional people? Yes, yes it is.)
I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!
ALMOST!!!!!!!!
ALMOST IS CLOSE ENOUGH THOUGH, RIGHT?
I have all my exams completed!! All I have to do now is present my parakeet project tomorrow morning and I will be GOOD! Until school starts up again in a few weeks.
But seriously, I've been stressing so much the past week, it feels so good to have it all (most of it all) behind me. Today was my history exam, and I am NOT good at history, but I think I did alright. I'm not very good at memorizing names and dates and events that happened centuries ago... It all blurs together. Nero, Constantinople, 410, Charlemagne.... It seems all like fiction, like stories that should begin with, "A long time ago, in a whole separate world far, far away... Constantine moved the capital to Constantinople... Rome got destroyed.... The Battle of Tours..." and on, and on, and on, because history never really stops. As longs as the clock keeps ticking, history keeps marching, and some day, fifteen year old girls are going to be reading about stuff that happened today and look at it like it's fiction.
History isn't my forte.
Instead of an english exam, we had a seminar today on Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. It was two hours long, but it felt shorter. We could have talked about it for hours. I love doing seminars. I don't really understand the play, though.I mean, I liked it, a lot actually, but every character is an idiot in their own special way. The Nurse, Romeo (especially, in my opinion), Capulet, Tybalt, the list goes on. Romeo, you're sixteen. Get a grip on yourself!
(Is it normal that I talk to fictional people? Yes, yes it is.)
It was raining hard last night! With thunder and lightning and everything! I woke up to thunder at 1:30 AM and wanted to stay awake to listen to the rain and thunder and watch for lighting, but I was barely awake and plus it's exam week and I'm always tired during exam week.
I'd better go start preparing for my presentation tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Oh, and to all you who prayed for me on my finals, THANK YOU!
--Abby
I'd better go start preparing for my presentation tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Oh, and to all you who prayed for me on my finals, THANK YOU!
--Abby
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Fish, fish, and more fish
Today we went to a little fair near our house in the harbor. It was really small, maybe only ten rides, but it was fun. At first, I was reluctant to go because I wanted to get all my normal homework out of the way today so tomorrow I could study until my brain falls out. Plus I'm not really into rides. But the fair was only going to be there for a few days, plus my grandparents wanted to meet us there and my grandma's birthday is in a couple days, so what the heck, right?
I'm really glad I went. The rides were a lot of fun. I went on a ferris wheel for the first time ever with Blaze. Blaze and Penguin found this ride called the Spinner where you sit in this seat and it spins you around really fast. They went on it two or three times! I went on it too, but not three times.
We also won six gold fish. Six. Why. So now, two live in Blaze and Penguin's room, two live in Lilian and Ronnie's room,and two live in mine and Rosie's room.
Ronnie's: Sqishy
Lilian's: Seasquatch (is that a name?)
Rosie's: Felix
Penguin's: Finn
Blaze's: Black Finn
Mine: Robert Downey Jr. (or Iron Man for short)
I just realized that no one gave the fish a girl's name...
Lilian and Ronnie are going to kill their fish within the next week.
Then we walked down the harbor a bit along the shops and stuff. There was some people singing carols and we stopped to listen. On the corner, they were blowing fake snow around and two guys dressed up in snowman andpenguin costumes were walking around taking pictures with kids and giving high-fives and stuff. Then we got ice cream and left. Well, actually, Rosie and I used the last tickets to go through the fun house, which was a let down. I said we should have gone on an actual ride, but noooooooo, Rosie wanted to go through the fun house.
I shall now procede to eat shrimp and count down the minutes until Christmas. Or count down the minutes until the end of my last exam. Either way is good.
--Abby
I'm really glad I went. The rides were a lot of fun. I went on a ferris wheel for the first time ever with Blaze. Blaze and Penguin found this ride called the Spinner where you sit in this seat and it spins you around really fast. They went on it two or three times! I went on it too, but not three times.
We also won six gold fish. Six. Why. So now, two live in Blaze and Penguin's room, two live in Lilian and Ronnie's room,and two live in mine and Rosie's room.
Ronnie's: Sqishy
Lilian's: Seasquatch (is that a name?)
Rosie's: Felix
Penguin's: Finn
Blaze's: Black Finn
Mine: Robert Downey Jr. (or Iron Man for short)
I just realized that no one gave the fish a girl's name...
Lilian and Ronnie are going to kill their fish within the next week.
Then we walked down the harbor a bit along the shops and stuff. There was some people singing carols and we stopped to listen. On the corner, they were blowing fake snow around and two guys dressed up in snowman andpenguin costumes were walking around taking pictures with kids and giving high-fives and stuff. Then we got ice cream and left. Well, actually, Rosie and I used the last tickets to go through the fun house, which was a let down. I said we should have gone on an actual ride, but noooooooo, Rosie wanted to go through the fun house.
I shall now procede to eat shrimp and count down the minutes until Christmas. Or count down the minutes until the end of my last exam. Either way is good.
--Abby
Friday, December 12, 2014
"I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas..."
It was FREEZING today!!!!!!! It was amazing! It was weird, though. It was sunny, extremely cold, and raining. All at once. Strange, right? But its actually feeling like December! We were singing White Christmas at school over and over again. The downside was, it was really, very cold, as I mentioned, and about three-fourths of the campus is outside. So during recess we were all outside, freezing to death. We could have gone into the hall, which we tried a few times, but there's not heating system in the hall (if there is, its not being used properly). People brought scarves and blankets and beanies and yeah, it was cold. But it's better to be cold with friends than to suffer alone. We ("We" being the entire school. It's THAT small) spent the day making each other laugh, stealing each others beanies, huddling like penguins, and doing stuff like this:
Bob and Emma were acting out a little scene where they were pretending to be two old people:
Bob: Emma, how old are you?
Emma: Sixty-three.
Bob: Ha! When I was your age, I was sixty-four!
(They weren't making fun of old people, which is incredibly rude and should never be done, they were simply being stupid XD)
The concert was really fun last night. The singing was beautiful and we kept the mess ups to a minimal. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures or videos at the moment, but I'll try to post them when I get them.
Mid-terms are next week and I'm STRESSING. S-T-R-E-S-S-I-N-G. I'm going to study all weekend... Or try to at least. It never works out that way. I always get super freaked out over these exams and then they end up being pretty easy. But prayers would be much appreciated :).
I also need to start getting people Christmas gifts. I wish I could post pictures of the gifts, but that would kind of ruin the whole surprise element. I will after Christmas.
I need tea. In my fancy little Snoopy mug that I got for my birthday. And rain. Lots and lots of rain...
--Abby
Bob and Emma were acting out a little scene where they were pretending to be two old people:
Bob: Emma, how old are you?
Emma: Sixty-three.
Bob: Ha! When I was your age, I was sixty-four!
(They weren't making fun of old people, which is incredibly rude and should never be done, they were simply being stupid XD)
The concert was really fun last night. The singing was beautiful and we kept the mess ups to a minimal. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures or videos at the moment, but I'll try to post them when I get them.
Mid-terms are next week and I'm STRESSING. S-T-R-E-S-S-I-N-G. I'm going to study all weekend... Or try to at least. It never works out that way. I always get super freaked out over these exams and then they end up being pretty easy. But prayers would be much appreciated :).
I also need to start getting people Christmas gifts. I wish I could post pictures of the gifts, but that would kind of ruin the whole surprise element. I will after Christmas.
I need tea. In my fancy little Snoopy mug that I got for my birthday. And rain. Lots and lots of rain...
--Abby
Thursday, December 11, 2014
It's actually cold for once...
Right now, its gray and cloudy and very very cold and I'm drinking a cup of tea so hot that its burning my tongue. What could be better... It's actually supposed to rain really hard this weekend. Im super excited! All this fall-like weather reminds me how close to Christmas we are and how quickly Advent is flying by. It also reminds me how close exams are. It's sad; this weekend its supposed to pour and instead of drinking tea and listening to the sound of rain for hours on end, I have to study for hours on end. Study, study, study... This time next week it'll all be over, though. That thought's what keeps me going x).
I feel like I haven't done a post about aerial in a while so thats what I'm going to do.
Yesterday we had a sub for the third week in a row. I'm not sure where my usual teacher is, but I hope she comes back soon. I really like her :). Our sub was pretty cool too, though. She introduced us to the Knot Game. This is where you're in the air and someone's telling you what to do... "Turn upside down, hook your left leg, separate the silk and pull through..." etc. Eventually, you get tangled up in this huge knot and you have to figure out a graceful way to get out of it. Oh, and the ground in hot lava XD. My sub, Charlie, said "If you ever get stuck in a real routine, there are two rules:
1) Don't freak out
2) Turn upside down and hook something" ;P
Charlie's a lot of fun.
Tonight is the school Advent concert. I have to wear the same Audrey Hepburn dress I wore to the auction. It's going to be freezing! I'm actually pretty excited for the concert. The high school choir does some songs, the middle school boys do some songs and the middle school girls do some songs and then the youngest kids do some songs. Not necessarily in that order. I'm in the high school choir and we're singing a french song and then this really long (really really long) version of the Gloria.
I am really not good with technology, I recently found out...
I'll post about the concert tomorrow.
--Abby
I feel like I haven't done a post about aerial in a while so thats what I'm going to do.
Yesterday we had a sub for the third week in a row. I'm not sure where my usual teacher is, but I hope she comes back soon. I really like her :). Our sub was pretty cool too, though. She introduced us to the Knot Game. This is where you're in the air and someone's telling you what to do... "Turn upside down, hook your left leg, separate the silk and pull through..." etc. Eventually, you get tangled up in this huge knot and you have to figure out a graceful way to get out of it. Oh, and the ground in hot lava XD. My sub, Charlie, said "If you ever get stuck in a real routine, there are two rules:
1) Don't freak out
2) Turn upside down and hook something" ;P
Charlie's a lot of fun.
Tonight is the school Advent concert. I have to wear the same Audrey Hepburn dress I wore to the auction. It's going to be freezing! I'm actually pretty excited for the concert. The high school choir does some songs, the middle school boys do some songs and the middle school girls do some songs and then the youngest kids do some songs. Not necessarily in that order. I'm in the high school choir and we're singing a french song and then this really long (really really long) version of the Gloria.
I am really not good with technology, I recently found out...
I'll post about the concert tomorrow.
--Abby
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Recitals, shoes, and sore feet
Today was our very first ever piano recital! It was in a cute little church about a half an hour away. We all got very dressed up (I actually got a new dress for the occasion) and I put on makeup, which is a very rare occurrence for me. I hate taking off makeup, for one thing, and it also makes me feel kind of....artificial, I guess? I mean, I don't mind it, but I wouldn't wear it on an ordinary day to school or anything.
Ok, I'm going off on a tangent.
We got to the church and got organized and such. I was seventh, and I was super nervous! Lilian went first (have I mentioned that she and Penguin started piano too? Well, they have) and she went on stage and announced her name and the song she was going to play and then went over to the piano and played like five notes before getting up, bowing and walking back to her seat and I think I died laughing. She was so adorable and didn't freeze up or anything! It was hilarious! She's so cute.
Then Mary Rose went. We had been able to wrestle her into a skirt and blouse and broke it to her that no, she could not wear her hat on stage (she doesn't go anywhere without it). And she looked nice! She did well on her song too.
Then Penguin went, then Blaze, then me. I was so nervous, I was shaking the whole time. I was having this mental panic attack as I sat down at the piano: Omigosh I'm going to mess up, my hands are shaking so much, I'm going to forget all the dynamics...
Then I had another mental panic attack because for a brief second, I forgot what song I was playing! But then I started playing and I calmed down. I played We Three Kings. And naturally, I totally left out the dynamics, but its all over so theres nothing I can do about it now.
The other kids were great too. There were a few who played songs from the Nutcracker, and that was fun to hear. The very last kid had been playing piano for six years, I learned afterwards. He was amazing! He played The Turkish March by Mozart, and he played it perfectly! is hands were flying, it was so cool!
There was a couple weird songs. A few from Avatar that were beautiful, actually. Then there was this one kid who got up with a guitar and played Grenade by Bruno Mars. Yeah, we all felt his Christmas spirit XD. He even sang it. *face palm*
On Friday, we had a rec day at school and we all went ice skating. I haven't been ice skating in five years or so, so naturally I stunk. I only fell once, though. I landed on the ice and threw my hands up triumphantly and shouted, "Falling gracefully!" Now that I think about it, I should have said something like, "Yup, the gravity still works!" XD Anyway, it was fun, a lot of my friends were there and so we all went slightly crazy. Blaze and Penguin were naturals and they haven't been ice skating for like five years either! I wasn't a natural.... When I got home, all I wanted to do was soak my poor, abused feet in hot water until the soreness went away. They're still sore.
Speaking of feet, I fell in love a few days ago. Click here and I guarantee you'll fall in love too. ;) The thing is, I really like moccasins. I used to wear them all the time before I met Converse and Keds. They're so comfy and they're the kind of shoes that you can wear forever and love forever. I saw some Minnetonkas at a store yesterday and inside I was dying:
"Oh Minnetonkas, how I wish I could take you home with me!"
Then why don't you? You love me and I love making you comfortable. Its a win-win!
"But I can't! Sadly, theres this thing called money that I don't exactly have with me..."
But you have enough!
"I KNOW but I'll be near broke if I buy you right now!"
But look at me... Sitting on this rack waiting for someone to make happy... I'm so lonely!
"mrkhglvguhirutkrdnhutrhn"
(That was me struggling inside)
I'll probably end up buying a pair for myself as a Christmas present (to myself, from myself. Maybe I'll gift-wrap them too...) and maybe I'll get someone else a pair too as a present 'cause I'm generous. x)
--Abby
Ok, I'm going off on a tangent.
We got to the church and got organized and such. I was seventh, and I was super nervous! Lilian went first (have I mentioned that she and Penguin started piano too? Well, they have) and she went on stage and announced her name and the song she was going to play and then went over to the piano and played like five notes before getting up, bowing and walking back to her seat and I think I died laughing. She was so adorable and didn't freeze up or anything! It was hilarious! She's so cute.
Then Mary Rose went. We had been able to wrestle her into a skirt and blouse and broke it to her that no, she could not wear her hat on stage (she doesn't go anywhere without it). And she looked nice! She did well on her song too.
Then Penguin went, then Blaze, then me. I was so nervous, I was shaking the whole time. I was having this mental panic attack as I sat down at the piano: Omigosh I'm going to mess up, my hands are shaking so much, I'm going to forget all the dynamics...
Then I had another mental panic attack because for a brief second, I forgot what song I was playing! But then I started playing and I calmed down. I played We Three Kings. And naturally, I totally left out the dynamics, but its all over so theres nothing I can do about it now.
The other kids were great too. There were a few who played songs from the Nutcracker, and that was fun to hear. The very last kid had been playing piano for six years, I learned afterwards. He was amazing! He played The Turkish March by Mozart, and he played it perfectly! is hands were flying, it was so cool!
There was a couple weird songs. A few from Avatar that were beautiful, actually. Then there was this one kid who got up with a guitar and played Grenade by Bruno Mars. Yeah, we all felt his Christmas spirit XD. He even sang it. *face palm*
On Friday, we had a rec day at school and we all went ice skating. I haven't been ice skating in five years or so, so naturally I stunk. I only fell once, though. I landed on the ice and threw my hands up triumphantly and shouted, "Falling gracefully!" Now that I think about it, I should have said something like, "Yup, the gravity still works!" XD Anyway, it was fun, a lot of my friends were there and so we all went slightly crazy. Blaze and Penguin were naturals and they haven't been ice skating for like five years either! I wasn't a natural.... When I got home, all I wanted to do was soak my poor, abused feet in hot water until the soreness went away. They're still sore.
Speaking of feet, I fell in love a few days ago. Click here and I guarantee you'll fall in love too. ;) The thing is, I really like moccasins. I used to wear them all the time before I met Converse and Keds. They're so comfy and they're the kind of shoes that you can wear forever and love forever. I saw some Minnetonkas at a store yesterday and inside I was dying:
"Oh Minnetonkas, how I wish I could take you home with me!"
Then why don't you? You love me and I love making you comfortable. Its a win-win!
"But I can't! Sadly, theres this thing called money that I don't exactly have with me..."
But you have enough!
"I KNOW but I'll be near broke if I buy you right now!"
But look at me... Sitting on this rack waiting for someone to make happy... I'm so lonely!
"mrkhglvguhirutkrdnhutrhn"
(That was me struggling inside)
I'll probably end up buying a pair for myself as a Christmas present (to myself, from myself. Maybe I'll gift-wrap them too...) and maybe I'll get someone else a pair too as a present 'cause I'm generous. x)
--Abby
Thursday, December 4, 2014
A lot of random thoughts
It feels like a while since I've posted, even though it's only been three days.
So, it RAINED!! FINALLY!!! I woke up Tuesday morning at 7:30 and it was raining in sheets!! Seattle style!! Then it drizzled a lot Wednesday. We played volleyball at school yesterday during our free period, and there is nothing better than playing volleyball in the rain. The ball gets slippery, for one thing, and that adds an extra challenge. Then the basketball court gets all wet (thats where we set up the volleyball net. Have I mentioned I go to a really small school? Theres no room for a separate volleyball court!) It was really fun. I love rain so much.
On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I didn't wake up to my alarm clock. This means, my brothers had to wake up on their own (I wake them up usually) and then wake me up too. But they don't have and alarm clock, so they would wake me up at 7:30, or on Wednesday, 8:00!! I was quite panicked, yes. Every once in a while, I'll sleep through my alarm clock, but three days in a row? That's weird. Maybe my brain went on a vacation and didn't come back to me in time to say, Abby, your alarm clock's ringing! Wake up!
Ok, by this time you might be bored of listening to my Christmas traditions, but I PROMISE JUST ONE MORE AND THATS IT!!
Every year, around Christmas, at random times during school, while we're having class, a class will scream loud enough for the whole school to hear: JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON!!! And that starts a riot. Classes start shouting this at random times, not all at once thankfully. That would be complete chaos. But after he first shout, every four seconds you can hear a class shout.
I was in theology class when this started today and my class shouted it twice. Its a simple, but a really fun tradition and it wouldn't be Christmas without it XD.
Instead of a science exam, we're doing a HUGE science project about a parakeet that is currently staying in the school lab. We basically have to do a lot of research on this bird and do a lot of printing out papers, doing observations, making one of those foam board things... the list goes on. I'm kind of stressed about it, but I have about one-fifth of it done and it's not due for two more weeks, so if I work on it every night, I should finish.
I'm at a loss of things to blog about so bye!
--Abby
So, it RAINED!! FINALLY!!! I woke up Tuesday morning at 7:30 and it was raining in sheets!! Seattle style!! Then it drizzled a lot Wednesday. We played volleyball at school yesterday during our free period, and there is nothing better than playing volleyball in the rain. The ball gets slippery, for one thing, and that adds an extra challenge. Then the basketball court gets all wet (thats where we set up the volleyball net. Have I mentioned I go to a really small school? Theres no room for a separate volleyball court!) It was really fun. I love rain so much.
On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I didn't wake up to my alarm clock. This means, my brothers had to wake up on their own (I wake them up usually) and then wake me up too. But they don't have and alarm clock, so they would wake me up at 7:30, or on Wednesday, 8:00!! I was quite panicked, yes. Every once in a while, I'll sleep through my alarm clock, but three days in a row? That's weird. Maybe my brain went on a vacation and didn't come back to me in time to say, Abby, your alarm clock's ringing! Wake up!
Ok, by this time you might be bored of listening to my Christmas traditions, but I PROMISE JUST ONE MORE AND THATS IT!!
Every year, around Christmas, at random times during school, while we're having class, a class will scream loud enough for the whole school to hear: JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON!!! And that starts a riot. Classes start shouting this at random times, not all at once thankfully. That would be complete chaos. But after he first shout, every four seconds you can hear a class shout.
I was in theology class when this started today and my class shouted it twice. Its a simple, but a really fun tradition and it wouldn't be Christmas without it XD.
Instead of a science exam, we're doing a HUGE science project about a parakeet that is currently staying in the school lab. We basically have to do a lot of research on this bird and do a lot of printing out papers, doing observations, making one of those foam board things... the list goes on. I'm kind of stressed about it, but I have about one-fifth of it done and it's not due for two more weeks, so if I work on it every night, I should finish.
I'm at a loss of things to blog about so bye!
--Abby
Monday, December 1, 2014
Christmas traditions
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| I know what you're thinking. Yes, it did take me five minutes. |
I kinda like it so I'm posting it. It is my blog, after all...
Anyway, it's December.
Abby, you have a keen grasp of the plainly obvious.
Thank you.
You didn't let me finish: It's December, which means CHRISTMAS!! Christmas is my favorite time of year. The carols, the baking, the decorations... Oh, don't get me started on the Christmas lights! Driving down our street is like walking in a winter wonderland...Ok, no its not 'cause this is California and when the heck does it ever look like a winter wonderland here. BUT STILL it's pretty magical. All the decorations and the colorful lights are so beautiful, it reminds you that Christmas really is upon us.
Every year, we get together with our cousins and our grandparents. Usually we go up to our cousins house, but this year they're coming down here. We have a bunch of family traditions we do together, and this post is basically going to be covering those. I love Christmas traditions. XD
So lets travel back in time to one year ago...
We departed on our six-hour car trip up to our cousin's house (It's Maddie and her family. I'm getting tired of typing "our cousins") on Christmas Eve. We reached their house that evening and got settled. The older kids and the adults went to the midnight service while Maddie, Lanie (Maddie's sister), and I stayed back to babysit the younger kids and watch movies and drink hot chocolate.
The next morning, we opened our stockings and had a Christmas breakfast. Then Maddie, Lanie, myself, and whoever else hadn't gone to the midnight Mass went. 'Cause we're good Catholics and all...XD. Then we opened presents and had our annual Christmas concert. This is one of our Christmas traditions. All the kids sing Christmas carols for the adults. Its mainly our Christmas present to our grandmother because her birthday is around Christmas (and before you call us cheep, she ASKED for this). The kids in my family do a song, then our cousins do a songs, then we partner up and do songs together. Theres a lot of practicing beforehand, and we do little twists sometimes. One year someone sang Silent Night in German. Another year, Blaze and I sang Silver Bells, him doing melody and me doing high-soprano. It sounded pretty good actually :).
My cousins live right next to this HUUUUGE reservoir. Its big and brown and amazing (no snow, but the chilly wind and ice-y cold weather make up for it). There are all these hills and trails, and the view from the top of one of those hills is absolutely breath taking. Last year, we all went for a walk around there. We all had our thick sweaters, windbreakers and scarves, and we set off.
Theres something you should know about me and Maddie: movies. We love watching them and making them. I think I mentioned this before, but we love old movies; Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Audrey Hepburn, etc. Any chance we get we'll whip out a camera and start filming.
So the others went home after the walk, Maddie, Lanie, and I got inspired and spent Christmas afternoon filming and editing. It was amazing. Being out there, running around the gigantic reservoir, the cold wind biting, coming up with a plot, editing ideas, characters... It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. :) The movie didn't win any academy awards, but I don't care. I loved making it, and that's what matters, right?
So, that's basically Christmas with my family. We don't have any big reservoirs here, but I'm sure we'll find something XD. What I'm trying to say with this post is: I love Christmas, and I can't wait for it to come.
Of corse, for Christmas to come I have to survive finals first....
--Abby
Friday, November 28, 2014
Post-Thanksgiving post
The day after Thanksgiving. Black Friday, National Leftover Day, National Start-Counting-Down-The-Days-Till-Christmas Day..... The aliases are endless.
I'm back to writing, though I'm still not sure what to write about. I have a story building up in my mind, but its kind of a "dead-end" story; meaning, I'm not sure where I'm going with it. Its about a really big family who lives in a beach house and theres a mystery or something... I haven't worked out the details.
Yesterday I wowed some people by telling them that the longest thing I've ever written is almost 9,000 words. Its not crazy impressive compared to some people I know, but I'm proud of it (Its my Claire story that I recently finished). I have a problem with starting a story then getting bored of it, so when I finished Claire's story, I was pretty proud of myself. In fact, I was so proud, I managed to get Blaze to read it, and he never likes reading any of my stuff. At the end, I asked him what he thought and he said, "Really weird." I should have expected that. He thinks everything I write is "strange. weird, but strange." XD Besides, its a love story, so I wouldn't expect him to love it.
He also doesn't like music, so I can't really trust his opinion.
Who doesn't like music?????
I finally put my new watercolor pencils to use:
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It's my take on the burning bush story from the Old Testament. Sorry its such a bad photo. I feel like I went overboard. I don't like the background, the weeds shouldn't be there, and I HAD to add Moses's staff and sandals. Why...? *sob* But I like the bush. And the fire's pretty good too.
I'm going to try and do some writing today, but sadly, I have some history homework I have to finish first. I'll see what I can do...
--Abby
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving!!
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Its eighty degrees outside, the sky is blue, you can see the ocean from where I'm sitting, my stuffing's done, and I'm still wearing the clothes I slept in last night. Its so hot. It's like Thanksgiving on the face of the sun, as my dad put it.
Blaze is playing chess with Mary Rose (who is getting help from my mom). Chess is a big thing in my family. My brothers play my grandpa a lot and they play each other a lot. My mom played it when she was growing up. I don't really have a lot of patience for chess, nor do I have much strategic ability. However, every once in a while I'll play Blaze or my grandpa and loose. Naturally. But it's fun, I simply can't sit still for that long.
I'm planning out some drawings and Leslie is getting me back into writing (yes you are, Leslie. You may not know that you are, but you are XD). I have an outline for a story and I'm going to start it within the next few days.
I love Thanksgiving. It's the only holiday where you can eat as much as you want and more without having people look at you weird. Plus you get to eat leftovers for like a week!
Now I'm off to
--Abby
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Pre-Thanksgiving post
Yes, I was going to wait to post tomorrow, but now's a good a time as any, right?
*crickets*
Ok then.
Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and I'm really excited! Every seven years or so, my birthday is on Thanksgiving. The perks of that: I get an AWEOME birthday dinner! The drawback: I don't get to choose my birthday dinner. I mean, turkey's great and everything, and pies are delicious, and omigoodness, I could live on stuffing. But theres something very satisfying about picking out your dinner and whatnot.
Anywho.
Thanksgiving is such a great holiday. Not quite as great as Christmas, but pretty close. (When Christmas rolls around, I'll get to do another post about how amazing Christmas is, but for now I'm sticking to November) My dad usually makes Thanksgiving dinner, but this year I'm helping out. I'm more of a baker than a cook, but I'm also not an amazing baker. The hardest thing I've ever baked is cookies, so that should say something about my lack of baking. But this year, I'm going to do something more!
(Watch as I end up making cookies XD)
When I think of Thanksgiving, I think of great food, family, colorful leaves, autumn-y, homemade center pieces for the dining table, cider, fire places blazing...
Usually, this is where the my writer instincts kick in and I write an impromptu poem/sonnet/story about Thanksgiving, but honestly, I got nothin'. My writers block is gone, I think, but I haven't done a ton of writing of the late and once you get out of the habit, it's hard to get back into it. I feel like drawing more, these days. It might be the watercolor pencils I got for my birthday... I don't have very good drawing paper though... I'll figure something out.
In other news, I finished reading The Blood of Olympus and have passed it on to Blaze.
SPOILER ALERT: DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE THE BOOK RUINED FOR YOU.
The ending was both happy and disappointing, like
*sigh* Oh I'm so glad he didn't die. He really doesn't deserve it. That was such a peaceful ending.
but also
SERIOUSLY??? Thats how your going to end it????? They fly of into the sunset, the end???
Really, for five books they worried and stressed about Gaea and go on this huge quest plus a bunch of mini quests to stop her, and then it turns out that she awakens, does minimal destruction, is only like twenty feet tall (I was expecting her to be bigger than all the giants considering she's, you know, the earth), and they stop her by having a little battle, and all it takes is Piper telling her to go back to sleep and a missile thing and poof: problem solved. They really built it up too much. I was expecting more.
SPOILERS OVER.
Well, I'll probably post tomorrow. But in the unlikely event that I don't (which is very likely)
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!
--Abby
*crickets*
Ok then.
Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and I'm really excited! Every seven years or so, my birthday is on Thanksgiving. The perks of that: I get an AWEOME birthday dinner! The drawback: I don't get to choose my birthday dinner. I mean, turkey's great and everything, and pies are delicious, and omigoodness, I could live on stuffing. But theres something very satisfying about picking out your dinner and whatnot.
Anywho.
Thanksgiving is such a great holiday. Not quite as great as Christmas, but pretty close. (When Christmas rolls around, I'll get to do another post about how amazing Christmas is, but for now I'm sticking to November) My dad usually makes Thanksgiving dinner, but this year I'm helping out. I'm more of a baker than a cook, but I'm also not an amazing baker. The hardest thing I've ever baked is cookies, so that should say something about my lack of baking. But this year, I'm going to do something more!
(Watch as I end up making cookies XD)
When I think of Thanksgiving, I think of great food, family, colorful leaves, autumn-y, homemade center pieces for the dining table, cider, fire places blazing...
Usually, this is where the my writer instincts kick in and I write an impromptu poem/sonnet/story about Thanksgiving, but honestly, I got nothin'. My writers block is gone, I think, but I haven't done a ton of writing of the late and once you get out of the habit, it's hard to get back into it. I feel like drawing more, these days. It might be the watercolor pencils I got for my birthday... I don't have very good drawing paper though... I'll figure something out.
In other news, I finished reading The Blood of Olympus and have passed it on to Blaze.
SPOILER ALERT: DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE THE BOOK RUINED FOR YOU.
The ending was both happy and disappointing, like
*sigh* Oh I'm so glad he didn't die. He really doesn't deserve it. That was such a peaceful ending.
but also
SERIOUSLY??? Thats how your going to end it????? They fly of into the sunset, the end???
Really, for five books they worried and stressed about Gaea and go on this huge quest plus a bunch of mini quests to stop her, and then it turns out that she awakens, does minimal destruction, is only like twenty feet tall (I was expecting her to be bigger than all the giants considering she's, you know, the earth), and they stop her by having a little battle, and all it takes is Piper telling her to go back to sleep and a missile thing and poof: problem solved. They really built it up too much. I was expecting more.
SPOILERS OVER.
Well, I'll probably post tomorrow. But in the unlikely event that I don't (which is very likely)
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!
--Abby
Sunday, November 23, 2014
Gala auction
Last night was not only my birthday (I'm a big kid now guys!!!!!) but it was my school's gala. It was at the Ronald Reagan Library, which is a really cool place, if you've never been there.
So I got there and went upstairs into the little cafeteria where the student volunteers were eating dinner before the guests arrived. Everyone wished me a happy birthday XD. I barely ate anything because I was nervous. I had never done this before and this auction is what keeps my school's doors open , so I had good reason to be nervous. Screwing important stuff up kinda comes naturally to me...
My first task was... standing. I stood next to the wine raffle table for a looooooong time. Hour and a half, maybe? Basically, if someone comes over and wants to buy a raffle ticket I had to direct them to Erica who was walking around with the tickets. I got really tired of standing there after a while. Finally, all the tickets were sold and I (very happily) put the "sold out" sign on the table and declared, "I'm free!"
For the rest of the night, I ran around doing other tasks, trying not to trip on my long dress, and congratulating myself for not wearing heels that night. The choir sang beautifully, and the speeches were very moving.
Every chance I got, I would go back to the greenroom where the students were situated, kinda like a backstage dressing room, and collapse on the ground until I had to go work again. That greenroom was extremely small, especially when all twenty student volunteers were in it.
The whole thing reminded me of a ballet performance. The greenroom was like the little dressing rooms, the stage, the fancy dresses and makeup, the chaos, running through the halls "backstage", laughing and rehearsing with the other students... It was a lot like performing the Nutcracker. I loved it a lot. It was really fun, even if it was exhausting.
I can't wait for next year.
--Abby
So I got there and went upstairs into the little cafeteria where the student volunteers were eating dinner before the guests arrived. Everyone wished me a happy birthday XD. I barely ate anything because I was nervous. I had never done this before and this auction is what keeps my school's doors open , so I had good reason to be nervous. Screwing important stuff up kinda comes naturally to me...
My first task was... standing. I stood next to the wine raffle table for a looooooong time. Hour and a half, maybe? Basically, if someone comes over and wants to buy a raffle ticket I had to direct them to Erica who was walking around with the tickets. I got really tired of standing there after a while. Finally, all the tickets were sold and I (very happily) put the "sold out" sign on the table and declared, "I'm free!"
For the rest of the night, I ran around doing other tasks, trying not to trip on my long dress, and congratulating myself for not wearing heels that night. The choir sang beautifully, and the speeches were very moving.
Every chance I got, I would go back to the greenroom where the students were situated, kinda like a backstage dressing room, and collapse on the ground until I had to go work again. That greenroom was extremely small, especially when all twenty student volunteers were in it.
The whole thing reminded me of a ballet performance. The greenroom was like the little dressing rooms, the stage, the fancy dresses and makeup, the chaos, running through the halls "backstage", laughing and rehearsing with the other students... It was a lot like performing the Nutcracker. I loved it a lot. It was really fun, even if it was exhausting.
I can't wait for next year.
--Abby
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Happy birthday to me!
Hey guys--
So today is my birthday! I'm fifteen! I've never been fifteen before so this is kinda a big deal. Last night to celebrate I went out for sea food with some friends (you can read their blog; the link's on my sidebar: stories and sketches). We all got chowder and fries (which were amazing) and onion rings. And lemons. With salt and ketchup. It was my idea. It wasn't as bad as you would think! I think some people thought we were insane, but hey, you only turn fifteen once XD.
The same friends got me the Blood of Olympus! And a Snoopy mug which is SO CUTE. And tea, and chocolate. Which we're still eating because its so good!
We also watched Sabrina which is one of the bestest movies out there, even though the ending is kinda weird. Now I'm singing French songs every five minutes.
Now I must bid you all good day because we're going out to breakfast and I'm going to try to eat as many pancakes as I can in the least amount of time.
Hope your day is fabulatastic!
--Abby
So today is my birthday! I'm fifteen! I've never been fifteen before so this is kinda a big deal. Last night to celebrate I went out for sea food with some friends (you can read their blog; the link's on my sidebar: stories and sketches). We all got chowder and fries (which were amazing) and onion rings. And lemons. With salt and ketchup. It was my idea. It wasn't as bad as you would think! I think some people thought we were insane, but hey, you only turn fifteen once XD.
The same friends got me the Blood of Olympus! And a Snoopy mug which is SO CUTE. And tea, and chocolate. Which we're still eating because its so good!
We also watched Sabrina which is one of the bestest movies out there, even though the ending is kinda weird. Now I'm singing French songs every five minutes.
Now I must bid you all good day because we're going out to breakfast and I'm going to try to eat as many pancakes as I can in the least amount of time.
Hope your day is fabulatastic!
--Abby
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| Lol I know, wishing myself a happy birthday. So lame |
Sunday, November 16, 2014
50th post!!!
CONGRATULATIONS QUILLS AND CURTSIES!! WE HAVE DONE FIFTY POSTS!!
*confetti* *lotsa confetti*
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| YAY!!!!! |
The dance was a lot of fun, thanks for asking :). It was fairly cold and I was shivering a bit but they had a fire pit going which helped. Yes, I did dance, a lot actually. I danced with one of my teachers who's a bit of a crazy dancer. That was interesting. By the time the dance was half-way through, my feet hurt and my right hand was frozen. But it was a lot of fun. My school is kinda crazy, everyone got extremely hyper especially when the Cupid Shuffle came on. And the towards the end they got even more hyper and started bouncing around and dancing like crazy. I personally was exhausted but yes, I still danced at the end.
What I like most about my school is that it's so small everyone knows each other. I could name everyone there, which is proof of how small it is.
Now, have some art:
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| Yes, I felt a need to put that "Elf" there |
Something's wrong with her arm. I should fix that. But other than that I think she turned out pretty well. I started her thinking, "Oh what am I doing, I can't draw people! This'll probably end up looking like garbage." But BEHOLD: ELF!!! (or if you prefer dead languages; ECCE: ELFUS!!!)
I call her Rowan. Her nickname's Dee. She prefers Dee. I don't know where the heck Dee came from, but it stuck.
And now I shall leave you. Until next time where I shall do my 51st post!!
--Abby
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Dresses, dances, and writers block (oh my)
I'm posting less and less often. So sorry. I've been busy.
The auction is next week, so the school gave all us girls who are helping out at it our dresses that we're going to wear. They're.... not the prettiest thing I've seen. But I can honestly say, I think its the fanciest dress I've ever owned. They're long (really really long) and black and simple.
THATS A LONG DRESS.
They want us to wear a pearl necklace too.
...
I'm going to look like Audrey Hepburn. Which I guess isn't a bad thing.
Tonight's the first high school dance of the year. I'm hoping it wont be too cold because I'd really like to not be shivering the whole time. Last February, they had a dance and I was freezing the entire time! I think I had had a cold right before the dance and I was still getting over it. Not my finest hour.
I have this horrible case of writers block, and I realized this when I sat down to write a story for a friend of mine (I'll call her Leslie). We both love to write and we used to exchange stories a lot. She moved away a few years ago but we still exchange stories. She had sent me one a few days ago and so I was guilted into sending her one as well, since she went through the trouble of typing it out for me and all. Anywho, I sit down, I look for some inspiration, and five minutes later I'm still looking at a blank sheet of paper. So I pulled out an old purple folder overflowing with three years worth of short stories written by yours truly and started reading those instead, hoping it'll give me some inspiration. Nothing came to me, so I'm going to be stuck with my writers block for a bit.
So, I apologize, Leslie, but you'll have to wait a few days. And I hope you like your name, by the way.
--Abby
The auction is next week, so the school gave all us girls who are helping out at it our dresses that we're going to wear. They're.... not the prettiest thing I've seen. But I can honestly say, I think its the fanciest dress I've ever owned. They're long (really really long) and black and simple.
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| Haha yup, I got Blaze to hold it up. |
They want us to wear a pearl necklace too.
...
I'm going to look like Audrey Hepburn. Which I guess isn't a bad thing.
Tonight's the first high school dance of the year. I'm hoping it wont be too cold because I'd really like to not be shivering the whole time. Last February, they had a dance and I was freezing the entire time! I think I had had a cold right before the dance and I was still getting over it. Not my finest hour.
I have this horrible case of writers block, and I realized this when I sat down to write a story for a friend of mine (I'll call her Leslie). We both love to write and we used to exchange stories a lot. She moved away a few years ago but we still exchange stories. She had sent me one a few days ago and so I was guilted into sending her one as well, since she went through the trouble of typing it out for me and all. Anywho, I sit down, I look for some inspiration, and five minutes later I'm still looking at a blank sheet of paper. So I pulled out an old purple folder overflowing with three years worth of short stories written by yours truly and started reading those instead, hoping it'll give me some inspiration. Nothing came to me, so I'm going to be stuck with my writers block for a bit.
So, I apologize, Leslie, but you'll have to wait a few days. And I hope you like your name, by the way.
--Abby
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Hi there! I'm still here
Wow, I haven't posted in a week. You were probably wondering if I had been kidnapped by ninja pirates and taken to Mars to be the alien queen. Ha. Ha. Ha. Alien queen. Me. Totally works.
No.
Yesterday was our first official play meeting. It was after school from 3-5, which was strange as I don't think I've ever stayed after school that long. I had a twenty minute free block between last period and play meeting so I went to the lab and played with this weird clay for a bit with some friends until I had to go. I started making a star but it didn't turn out well. My friend took it and made it into something that actually looked like a star. My other friend started doing The Thinker but gave up and made a little Greek temple instead.
So that was fun.
Then I left and ran to the hall where the meeting was. When I got here they had already started doing some acting drills so I just kinda snuck in the back and joined in quietly. We did some more acting drills and then read through the entire play, and may I just say, it's SHORT. But it's pretty funny, I think we're going to get some big laughs. I'm playing one of Sir Josephs relatives, which should be interesting. I'm not a phenominal actor, so I'm fairly satisfied with this.
We got out fourty-five minutes early, so my friends Tessa and Jill and I went to the soccer field and acted crazy until Jill left. Then it was just Tessa and I, freezing on the field. But it was nice. I love cold weather. I actually had an excuse to wear my sweater! Imagine that! Today was a bit hotter, but now its cold again.
Well, I must bid you farewell, for my sisters are in need of me to babysit them. I hope your autumn is much colder and more deliciously winter-y than mine.
--Abby
No.
Yesterday was our first official play meeting. It was after school from 3-5, which was strange as I don't think I've ever stayed after school that long. I had a twenty minute free block between last period and play meeting so I went to the lab and played with this weird clay for a bit with some friends until I had to go. I started making a star but it didn't turn out well. My friend took it and made it into something that actually looked like a star. My other friend started doing The Thinker but gave up and made a little Greek temple instead.
So that was fun.
Then I left and ran to the hall where the meeting was. When I got here they had already started doing some acting drills so I just kinda snuck in the back and joined in quietly. We did some more acting drills and then read through the entire play, and may I just say, it's SHORT. But it's pretty funny, I think we're going to get some big laughs. I'm playing one of Sir Josephs relatives, which should be interesting. I'm not a phenominal actor, so I'm fairly satisfied with this.
We got out fourty-five minutes early, so my friends Tessa and Jill and I went to the soccer field and acted crazy until Jill left. Then it was just Tessa and I, freezing on the field. But it was nice. I love cold weather. I actually had an excuse to wear my sweater! Imagine that! Today was a bit hotter, but now its cold again.
Well, I must bid you farewell, for my sisters are in need of me to babysit them. I hope your autumn is much colder and more deliciously winter-y than mine.
--Abby
Thursday, November 6, 2014
NaNoWriMo and why I'm NOT doing it
I have proved to myself that I indeed CAN control myself. Sometimes I give myself too much and then end up stressing and stressing and stressing some more.
Ninth grade?
Piece of cake.
Art class?
Breeze.
Piano?
Bring it.
I tend to think I can do it all, especially when I hear about something I really want to do, I simply add it to the pile.
But NO. I have control over myself!
Do you?
Ugh, these italics are so negative.
YES.
I have proof!!
NaNoWriMo.
I would LOVE to do it. And I almost did. Can you imagine how much weight that would add to my pile? A LOT. A LOT LOT.
Writing a 50,000 word novel in thirty days?
Easy.
Wrong.
Not so easy.
Maybe when I graduate college and I'm living in a little apartment by the boardwalk with my cat....
Or I could try it in the Summer. Not officially doing NaNoWriMo, but trying to see how far I could get writing it on my own. Create my own deadline AS IF I was actually doing it, and seeing how I do.
Sounds like a plan.
I can't wait till Summer...
My school has a gala auction every year and every year they ask some high schoolers to work at it. Apparently, its kind of an honor to be asked and a lot of students want to do it. I got a letter asking if I would like to work at it, and I said sure.
Theres one teensy weensy problem:
Its on my birthday!
Of all the days in November, my birthday! Is this some kind of sick joke? My fifteenth birthday. What a horrible coincidence.
But maybe it'll be fun. Who knows. And if I decide I REALLY just don't want to do it, I can have someone take my place. Someone's already asked me if I want them to replace me 'cause its my birthday and all...
I shall leave you with my art:
Good day.
--Abby
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