The Good Old Days

What happened? We all used to be so cute and innocent. Then we all tried to fit in during middle school and that's when the downward trek started. We used to play on the playground, chase the boys around the swing, play kickball together, and said that the opposite sex had the cooties. What happened to those days? Why can't we still do that kind of stuff.
Now girls have their underwear out and wear short skirts that show, well there is no other way to put this but, their Lindsey Lohan. Girls need all the coolest bags and those $250 jeans that rip in a week. They compete with each other and see who's boy friend is hotter and who slept with theirs first. Then to get back at the other, they sleep with their best friend's boy friend and the guys take pictures of what they do with girls in hotels (sound familiar?) Any way all I'm saying is that it's still okay to be a kid. It's still okay to play on the playground and want to swing on the tire swing. We are 17 and 18 years old. We don't need to group up so fast.

*By the way I have no idea who these people are in these pictures*

An old english folk song

So my sister just entertained me by showing this clip off of youtube which is an old english folk song. It is very clever and it just makes you smile thinking of the words that rhyme with the other words. If you don't get what I mean watch the video!!!! check it out!!


p.s that is Bob Saget aka Danny Tanner from Full House

Where Would You Be?

If I could be anywhere right now I would want to be sitting outside of my house and by my fire pit just curled up in a bunch of blankets with the crackling fire going, just looking at the stars. I love it outside of my house because there are no lights to block the skies amazing-ness. I love falling asleep outside and the smell of the fire. I love it when you're by the fire for a long time and then your clothes and your hair smell of the fire. I love that because I feel almost one with nature...like my body is absorbing it. Just taking the time out to relax by a fire is so great because you can just clear your mind of the bad and think about the good. Have you wondered what is beyond what we see? Wondered what we are missing? Wondered what's beyond, beyond? I do that a lot but I can't fathom it. Although it is too cold to do this now, once it hits about i don't know 50 degrees I'm outside to have a bon fire. Who ever wants to come, is welcome to my house. Marshmallows are the best over the fire but just hanging out and looking at the stars and falling asleep under them is just amazing. The only thing I hate about being outside are the bats that fly around but they don't bother me. As long as I can reminisce, I'll let them live.

Where would you want to be right now if the weather allowed it?

And I thought Hippos were cute....

So today I saw the two most disturbing videos of hippos I have ever seen. They were fighting each other and i was deeply saddened to learn that hippos are so mean. They look cute in cartoons but when I saw these videos, they looked like a completely different and ugly if I might add. Maybe if they weren't so ugly they wouldn't be so mean. Maybe if they had higher self esteem they wouldn't be so crazy and spray their feces everywhere which is another thing I learned today. This is disgusting but that's how they claim their territory. Anyway, I thought hippos were nice and pleasant but come to find out they are NOT!!! Does anyone remember the game Hungry Hungry Hippo?! That game was fun because they were colored hippos eating little white balls. No one tells kids that they are mean and nasty. This video is a commercial I just found....kinda funny....

Finally!!!!!!

As I was giving up hope on the whole prom date thing, I finally figured out who I wanted to go with. Hid older brother is in our grade and is a great person. And you may ask, well why didn't you ask him? Well i figured Donnie Faughnan was taken so I went to the next best thing...his younger brother Pat. I asked him during math on the calculator. You know how you can type on there...well I did. My teacher kept walking by, so I kept clearing and after about 7 or 8 tries I typed, "Wanna go to my prom with me"....He said suree....so now I'm uber excited that I have a date...now I have two more missions

1. Get a dress ( I found my dress!!!!!!)
2. Find Elise a date

Prom Dress:$300
Prom Dinner:$60
Limo:$80 per person
Having a blast with your friends: priceless

Lack of Money

So I finally was able to put money in the bank. I haven't been able to do this in months because I'm always owing people money especially my mom. Over the past 4 days I have basically given her $70. Thursday my sister and I went and ran a couple errands. Her friend had surgery so she wanted to buy a couple things for her. I purchased these things which cost about $8 and then my sister called my mom and said, "you have to pay Mallory back." My mom said this was fine. Later my sister and I grew quite hungry so we went to Taco Bell. I bought my sister and I dinner and spent about $7. Again my sister called my mom to ask if she would pay me back and my mom said yes. Then I decided to put gas in the car so that well so that it could be driven. I put $25 in that. I got home and had saved all of my receipts from my purchases except I didn't get one for gas because I paid in cash. I walked downstairs and asked my mom for $15 because I figured I would put the gas in the car this week so I only asked for the two previous purchases. Well, she said, "You owe me for putting minutes on your phone" and today I paid her $30 for the other half of what I owed the state because she said she would pay half. Well again she said, "You owe me twenty a week for insurance so subtract that, you owe me for putting minutes on your phone, and you put gas in the car." Last time I checked I wasn't responsible for feeding my sister. And just in case I haven't cleared this up, I work at the GIANT and make $7.80 per hour. I make about $100 a week. I somehow always come up short and my mom is always asking for money because I "owe" her. Well the distress that woman causes me and me taking it, is payment enough. She is always on my case about something. Well, tonight she said "Well I'll give you ten back." I go "Forget it, you're going to find something else to charge me for." Even before I had this job I had to pay for everything. If I didn't have the money I couldn't get it. Now I pay for my insurance, gas, and apparently for my sister too. This is really making me angry now and I almost feel like crying because the only one that understands is my dad because he hates when she takes my money. I'm 18 MOM!!!!! I don't even want to call her that! I don't make that much money and I'm always giving her money and I hate it because I can't do anything!!! I'm hoping to move out of my house and in with my dad because my mom is like the Wicked Witch of the West. I'm sorry this post is such a drag but I'm in that kind of mood.

Do you have to pay for all of your purchases? i.e insurance, gas, cell phone, or just things that you want

Are your parents as bad as my mom?????

** Again sorry this is such a bummed out message, but it's been on my mind lately.**

The worst sub ever!!!!!

So today I was in communications class hoping to see Mrs. Krieger and have my day brightened but to my surprise some lady that we have had in the past was there. The witch of all teachers!!! Mrs.Fitch!!!! That woman has more problems than most people in the psych ward. She prowled around the entire time, weaving in and out of the computers as if on a hunt for some teen meat. I was reading my packet to learn more for my analysis I have to write (btw I am not looking forward to that), and she would come and stand behind Steph and I. I was like "excuse me..go!" She bothers me more than Mrs. Petrish does who is another sub that I have had the unfortunate pleasure of having. Anyway, Fitch should have never been a teacher because as she was prowling around she began to ask us a million and one questions on something about cave men. Now, Steph and I began looking at each other like shut up. She told us to work and be quiet, and believe me we tried, but the woman cannot stop talking. She is worse than my mom...seriously. The best part about this whole class was at the end. Leaving her presence was a gift from above. That woman needs to get off the list of substitutes because she may have filled the spot of Mrs. Krieger but she is no Mrs. Krieger.....at all! Blah blah blah blah blah