Not the long ago

Often people make references to old shows, movies, music, or even things like VCR’s and records.

I’ll be the first to admit that I may not know a lot about things before my time such as certain company’s and shows, but to make a reference to something so commonly known then begin to explain it like I’m an idiot really gets on my nerves. If people are joking it of course doesn’t bother me like when we occasionally do it in class but when the person is obviously serious it is just rude.

My uncle was over at my house not long ago and was talking about an old VCR he and my mother used to have he then very seriously turned to me and explained what a VCR is and then proceeded to explain VHS’s. Being very annoyed yet slightly amused I got up calmly went to my room grabbed a copy of Matilda on VHS and put it in front of him while saying I have a shelf full of VHS’s and a VCR in my room. He stared at me then in order not to look foolish lamely explained he knew I wasn’t that young and that I had a VCR. My mother and sister laughed at him for close to half an hour, it was quite funny and people should really ask instead of assume when it comes to what other people know.

Either too hot or too cold!

When the warm weather first arrived I was thrilled. Now however I’m not so thrilled. during the winter we complain it’s too cold and in the summer it is too hot.

Personally I would rather be cold than hot because when cold you can wrap yourself in blankets and warm clothes but when you’re hot it is not as easy to be cool. For these reasons I am thankful for in-between-weather like fall and spring which this year (or at least a few weeks) we seem to have skipped spring and went straight to summer.

During the day, besides certain classrooms, it is nice to see and feel this weather but later in the day considering putting the central air on in March is a bit much: it is way too hot. For example, I have my window open and two fans going while wearing shorts. I believe the only thing to say to this weather is: the day is only as good as the night is bad…

Ereader

recently I have been reading a series by Janet Evanovich on my kindle (eReader). up until I found this series I used my kindle rarely because I like the feeling of picking up a book and seeing it on my shelf later knowing I read it (I’m unsure of why but this is how I feel).

For a long time although I liked the idea of my kindle it wasn’t something I often used mainly because I couldn’t see how far I was in the book and it is odd to hold when you’re used to a book.

As to the series I’m reading I don’t know why it changed my mind, but one possibility is when I’m reading and I can only read til a certain time or chapter I can’t see the amount of pages left and when I do get there I’ll say something like “I thought that would take longer so I might as well read another chapter” and I will continue do this until I end up reading for hours longer then I’d planned which isn’t always good but I would much rather read then do chores or most anything else.

Sugary Homework

(cats name: Sugar)

Everyone gets bored doing homework…

New cell phone holder

Buddha cell phone holder- now that’s creative

something important to me…

in 2002 my mom and dad enrolled me in curling (a sport involving ice, brooms, and rocks for those who don’t know) I’m prone to tripping over my own feet needless to say ice doesn’t help. So being parents they decided I still needed a physical activity to do so they enrolled me in bowling. My mother and her family were all great bowlers and were quite well-known at Olympia bowl here in Cornwall, however they brought me to Nativity Hall to bowl in 2003. My family was thrilled with me for choosing to bowl, especially my granny and gramps. Both came with me to tournaments, my gramps even watched me practice every so often, until he was diagnosed with cancer in 2004. He is one of the main reasons I have kept bowling and trying my hardest at it because it was the greatest thing I could do next to playing hockey (he would make me sit and watch games with him when I was little, I still have his Toronto maple leaf sweater that he gave me when he died). Now when my granny comes to tournaments she’ll call me by the nick-name he gave me and tell me he would have loved to have seen that shot or he would be proud, or when I get high scores she’ll say he must have been watching me or he would have been proud to get that score himself.

Through bowling I’ve learned a lot, made great friends and met great people. I have learned to learn, accept criticism and help, as well as participate with others (even people I don’t like).

Bowling is something I love doing and something special to my family, although I’m not a great bowler, I have made it to some tournaments as well as tried my hardest and have fun each and every week.

This is something important to me, now what’s something important to you?

Something important to me…

in 2002 my mom and dad enrolled me in curling (a sport involving ice, brooms, and rocks for those who don’t know) I’m prone to tripping over my own feet needless to say ice doesn’t help. So being parents they decided I still needed a physical activity to do so they enrolled me in bowling. My mother and her family were all great bowlers and were quite well-known at Olympia bowl here in Cornwall, however they brought me to Nativity Hall to bowl in 2003. My family was thrilled with me for choosing to bowl, especially my granny and gramps. Both came with me to tournaments, my gramps even watched me practice every so often, until he was diagnosed with cancer in 2004. He is one of the main reasons I have kept bowling and trying my hardest at it because it was the greatest thing I could do next to playing hockey (he would make me sit and watch games with him when I was little, I still have his Toronto maple leaf sweater that he gave me when he died). Now when my granny comes to tournaments she’ll call me by the nick-name he gave me and tell me he would have loved to have seen that shot or he would be proud, or when I get high scores she’ll say he must have been watching me or he would have been proud to get that score himself.

Through bowling I’ve learned a lot, made great friends and met great people. I have learned to learn, accept criticism and help, as well as participate with others (even people I don’t like).

Bowling is something I love doing and something special to my family, although I’m not a great bowler, I have made it to some tournaments as well as tried my hardest and have fun each and every week.

What’s important to you? whether you choose to share it with everyone or just yourself it’s always good to remember what’s important to you and why..

choose your own ending?

For many books (as well as movies) authors end their books without real ending, or leaving you to wonder what happens next? I personally like to think about what happens to characters when the story is over. One of my favourite books “the outsiders” by S.E. Hinton gives you an ending to the story yet still leaves you to wonder what will happen next? and will things ever be normal again?

For the movie based on the outsiders book, Rob Lowe who plays the character of sodapop wanted to know what happened to his character so he could play the role honestly. After Hinton told him of the characters fate he ended up telling the story in an interview, which thereby led Hinton to tell of the three brothers fates.

Darrel Curtis began his own company, sodapop Curtis went to war and died in vietnam, and as for the main character Ponyboy Curtis he became a mystery writer under the name P.M. Curtis.

knowing their fates is interesting yet disapointing because while knowing what happens next you also know it’s over. So I prefer to let my imagination decide the ending, how about you?

Behind the curtains

Behind the curtains I hide, hide from everyone who could find out.                       The smoke is becoming too much,
I NEED OUT!
I fear for my life, their life’s are no longer there,
They have been gone for so long I can no longer find anything but black lungs and bad hearts. To some this is toxic to me its life and sadly one I must live,
For no one knows I go through this day in and day out,
BUT IT HAPPENS!
I never blamed, though I have now started,
There is no way I could pretend it isn’t their fault.
WHY DO THIS?
I could never imagine poisoning an innocent person,
But I am very familiar with the feeling though it is against my will.                                               Fresh air is a blessing people just don’t realize,
I wish I could always have fresh air,
But I can’t with all the unraveled lies they told me.
I HATE THIS LIFE!
A princess longs for a prince,
I long for a savior to take me away from this hidden life.
I want to get out and tell someone
But love hasn’t let me do so,
Until now,
Now I will break free from all the smoke and darkness;
These curtains will soon open and expose
And I WILL be taken away!
But I fail,
For I have found my savior
And he will soon take me away,
And I can escape all the dying people and never turn back
I WILL BE FREE!!!

photography

I will be posting photos on my profile mostly. some on this page too though. don’t know what else to say as a first post…