Where did the deviantart-picture post thing go? I loved it! It made my page brighter and spread the artists' around. It was awesome. I'll find a different way to do it I guess, but darn, I loved deviantart's post thingie.

Anyway, I've been struck by the sickness! I'm not sure if it's seasonal or swine or whatever, but it is no fun. I just shunned from my NHS meeting, they were like, "Just go home, we're not going to penalize you" and the only reason I'm disappointed is that I missed out on the cookies.

Robert Yates and Alexander Hamilton rock. They are cool. All  the Framers are, with their marriage problems and scandals and arrogance and short statures. Yay for the Constitution!!!

Love my boy, he's got a great smile. It's hoodie season, which means the snuggles will be hoodie-cushioned, which is excellent because it's like a blanket.

Halloween costume this year- tiger trainer! I have the dress, the corset thingie, and I need the boots. I'm trying to convince my friend to dress up like a tiger. That is still in progress. :D 

Things are good. Stressful but uplifting.

*DANCE*

Tags: boys, constitution, deviantart, halloween, sick
Current Mood: sick
Current Music: Circus- Britney Spears (don't judge me)

Rainbow Love . . .. by *light-from-Emirates on deviantART

As cheesy as the title of this journal is, that's pretty much what the second feels like. I'm happy. Yay. :) Yay for awesome boys with awesome cowboy hats who give you awesome cowboy hats and tell you that they love you and give great hugs. Yay for tabletop war games and him giving you the French instructions because you'd read them to help your French. Yay for his freeness with giving you Mountain Dew in your favorite flavor. Yay for love.

Yay yay yay. :) 

Tags: boy, love, yay
Current Mood: loved

road by *Lindqvist on deviantART

Summer's end is here, and I'm re-posting my list of stuff I've done/not done that I wanted to do at the beginning of the summer.

To do-
* read more poetry
* write more poetry
* take a self-road trip to a nearby place
* draw more
* write in  chalk in strange places
* learn guitar?
* get some penpals
* go to places unknown
* take more pictures
* be more weird in public
* spend more time with friends
* try not to despair so often

Okay, eight out of twelve. Not bad, not  bad at all! I almost counted the 'write more poetry' one but it was mostly prose, so nah. At the beginning of the summer, I didn't know that by the end of the summer, I would have blue hair, new friends, a crazy-happy want for the future, discovery of a new place (a treehouse near the school) and new musical artists. I'm also so excited for the new year at church! 

I want to look back at this post this time next year, when I'm heading off to college, and still have that drive, if not more. Hi, future me. Right now, I think I'm so excited to go to college and live on my 'own' and meet new people. I'm also kind of afraid to leave my friends and, more scarily, my boyfriend... I love him so much. If I don't love him by the time I read this next year, future me will laugh about it, but right now, present me if terrified of losing the amazing person I have.

Best luck, me. :) 

Tags: future, summer's end

Hair by ~smilingatstrangers on deviantART

EDIT!- IT LOOKS AWESOME! :D God, I love it SOOOOOOOOO much. I can't wait for my parents to see it, and even more so, my lovely boyfriend who hates coloring dyes but loves me. We'll see who wins over in his head.

I did it. I always said I would, but I actually did it.

I dyed my hair blue. But just the tips, because my parents nixed the entire-head thing, but still. I wish I had this shade of blue in the picture, but the  turquoise was there, and so I got it. I'm so excited to see what it looks like (right now it's in a towel on the my head, waiting for the hour to finish itself). This is a big thing for me because it's going to last 3 months, and this is the first real crazy thing I've done with my hair. Once I streaked red into it, but it looked like a trick of the light, not anything different. But this will not be a trick of the light, haha, this will be Smurfloving blue. Or, as the Manic Panic container says, Atomic Turquoise.

I can't wait to take my senior picture with this... speaking of senior pictures, school is starting soon, and I got a new Marvel bag to carry my stuff with- 3$ at Barnes and Nobles. W00t!

Tags: blue hair, new
Current Mood: ecstatic

Summer by ~2Raven on deviantART

Well, summer is officially here, and school is out. Doesn't mean I don't have a muffinload of summer reading work, but at least I'll have more freetime. But it'll be my senior year next year, and just the word itself, senior, makes me think of the last stretch, the last leg of the race. But I really don't want it to be over sometimes, and other times, I do. I was talking to Church last night, and he mentioned that high school and college usually are the best years of people's lives. I'd hate for that to be true, because that means that most of it goes by so fast and so unawares for most people. I don't want  to be 22 and be "Well, it's done." I want to be a amazing, colorful person even when I am not daisy-fresh and  young. Why does youth stop at 22 or 23? By the time we get it, it's over with. There's so much I can do now that in 10 years, it  will not be possible.  I feel like I've wasted my first three years in highschool, of  my youth.

But I'm going to live  every moment stronger, if that makes sense. In fact, I'd better make my summer list right now...

To do-
* read more poetry
* write more poetry
* take a self-road trip to a nearby place
* draw more
* write in  chalk in strange places
* learn guitar?
* get some penpals
* go to places unknown
* take more pictures
* be more weird in public
* spend more time with friends
* try not to despair so often

This summer is breaking open for me, and I can do so much. It'll just be me at the house this summer (and my parents of course) so I'd best fill it up with activities. Maybe I'll memorize a T.S Eliot poem or something. And since I will not have marching band, I will stop by often in the Willmobile and help out however I can.

Last night, with Church at Melinda's graduation party, we went off to the side for a bit and just talked and hugged, and the air was so warm and soft, and the sky was so perfect. If that's how my summer goes, I can deal with that.

Tags: plans, summer
Current Mood: excited

I would definitely have to say my boyfriend, because I think you can contact your family in some cases. But if I couldn't, then yes, my family.

But if it were Church, I'd find a way to say good-bye, somehow. Probably drop a letter in the little window that leads to his basement, and color it bright pink and color it with glitter so it'd stick out amongst the Civil War and Halo decor. Yeah, that'll work.

Tags: in plain sight, ips qotd, person I’d miss, writer's block
Current Mood: cheerful

Cymbal by ~stiffneck on deviantART

It's over.

That just keeps repeating in my head, along with the clang of cymbals and the rat-tat-tat of snare drums and steady beat of basses. Something completely new, scary, and tough. I had done the exact same thing over two years ago, walking into something that I was unsure whether or not I would do well in, or survive. But I was buoyed up and supported, and found closeness in people I didn't even know. After that had started to shred, after two years, I had become attracted to something wholly different, and I left my family of two years, over 700 days, the nights spent together, the shared looks during performances, the bruises compared after getting hit with your own rifle, and inside jokes and the understanding. I walked away, and while I don't regret leaving, it still hurts, like the missing of an ex-boyfriend.

I was looking for more understand and closer family, less tension during the tough times. At the beginning, it seemed so, but then it changed. It took me a couple of months to realize- all groups of teenage girls are the same. It doesn't matter if they say they're different or "better"- in fact, some of them seemed cruel just to be that way. I came looking for family and a new sport to learn. I found one, and realized where my family was- somewhere else spinning flags and gathering bruises and scrapes, the kind I used to sport proudly with them.

So I took a different route- separation. I carefully stayed a distance away, and was hurt less. When I came to the guard's competition, I was welcomed back with the same arms that supported me for two years. And I realized my mistake, but like I said, I wouldn't change my mind if I could go back. I'm glad I joined winter percussion, but if I could mix-and-match the season, I would be with the guard girls on the cymbal line and the drumline and front ensemble would be the same. And there would be flags, rifles, and sabres, but that's pushing it, I know.

I wasn't understood by the line, and was greeted warmly each time by own one or two of them. The rest were so close that  they closed others out, and even to the point of cutting others down that weren't a part of that. I never had to deal with people talking behind my back in guard because they would have the guts to say it to my face. This didn't happen in the cymbal line, and instead, I overheard catty conversations and biting words that, upon the arrival of the subject, would change to a different person not in the room.

I knew I didn't want to be a part of that, and instead, became friends with the front ensemble girls. They made the experience enjoyable, if only during breaks and at competitions, due to the nature of the show, because I was never near enough to them to make a strong bond.

So how ought I rate this on a 1-10 scale... 8. The thrill of being in a World group, performing at a WGI Regional and coming out in a good standing, the other people, amazing. The two points is for the nights I spent crying in frustration over how I couldn't understand the music or  the cutting words of the girls. The nit-pick nature of the girls hurt, and while I know they were just trying to be the best, I often wondered if they just enjoyed the feeling of being 'better' than someone. I hope I never become like that. It was the girls that were kind that helped me through the season. I hope karma is nice to them, and maybe gives them a winning lottery ticket or something. Those girls deserve it.

It's over. Enter more studying, retaking the SATs, AP exams, and what I know I can do, with only myself. I understand her, and she never cuts me down when I'm not around.

Tags: girls, guard, winter percussion
Current Location: couch
Current Mood: pensive
Current Music: Rain- Breaking Benjamin

Butterfly Effect by ~Novawuff on deviantART

It is time! For the end of the year surveys.
( Check-box survey )

Haha, I filled in most of the relationship/love boxes as opposed to a few years ago. Things have changed a LOT since '06 (when I last filled this out) but it doesn't seem like it... I'm doing another survey, this one was too broad.


( Short Answer Survey )

Tags: 2008, survey, year
Current Mood: nostalgic

Sparkle by ~bexa on deviantART

Do you know what that gold-tinted red rose means?

CHRISTMAS IS UPON US, Y'ALL.

I'm particularly thrilled for this winter season, because I've switched arts- I've gone from guard to winter percussion. I'll still be dancing and spinning a tiny bit, but not like it would be in guard. It was a very hard choice for me to make, and I sometimes wonder if it was right, but that's to be seen. Que sera sera, ja, meine Freude? 

Aber das ist alles fur jetzt. Ich habe grosse Plane fur die Hinter!

(But that is all for now. I have big plans for the winter!) 

Tags: guard, percussion, winter
Current Mood: bouncy

Water, Land and Sky by ~AntiSpy on deviantART

Gorgeous picture, eh?

So at the beginning of the summer I made a list of things I wanted to do, and underlined the things I did... so here is what I did (and didn't) do.

-gain a few new artists music-wise that I like
-get a job
-write a few short stories
-fix my self a better wardrobe out of thrift shop stuff
-work on my makeup skills
-scare some people by just being myself
-volunteer somewhat
-make friends with a complete stranger
-dress like every different stereotype, and go out in public and see the reactions
-spend at least an hour just pampering my cats
-write music to at least 2 of my songs
-find a new TV/webseries to get hooked on
-learn about a new subject
-throw a five on rifle/four on sabre
-take more pictures of my life and those I love.
-Hang out in a cafe and draw stuff.

I only didn't do 5 things! ^^ That's not bad! Out of 16, anywayz.

Blaghghghgh, summer reading Huckleberry Finn, I need to write 6 more pages of analysis... blaghgh. It can't be over! Noooo... oh well...

Tags: list, summer, things
Current Mood: cheerful