More holiday shtuff. Today you're getting a shpeal about my Thanksgiving. Enjoy!
Depending on what family you're with, sometimes the whole break from school is the best part. I hope I'm not the only procrastinator in the world, because I hardly did any homework over the break and here I am, paying for it on Sunday night. Other than that, the break from school was awesome. Wednesday was nice and quiet with a lot of reading. Thanksgiving Day was pretty much the same.
I slept in, had a nice big breakfast, and took forever in the shower. We left for my grandma's house at about 2:30. This is where the despair took over. First of all, my little brother took my book. Is there anything worse than someone taking your book away at a good part and your parents not even caring? I think not. So I basically sat there for an hour. Alright, I'll admit it, there was some napping. Upon arrival, I realized it was unknown to me how I was going to last at this place for 5 hours. You have to admit, there's just one side of the family that you don't mesh with. There's nothing anyone can do about it, that's just the way it is. So, I loaded my plate with everything in sight, then began my feast. There wasn't a lot of comfortable talking because like I said, I don't mesh with my cousins. After gorging myself, we proceeded with the annual family Christmas Service Project. That took about 20 minutes of getting everyone there, probably 5 minutes of actual doing. Then came the good part: pie. We'll just leave it at the fact that there were 23 pies at this gathering. Is there a law against that? They might have something about how many pies you can legally have in one household. Who cares? No one is stopping me from getting my pie! I had egg nog, peppermint, and banana cream pie. The egg nog was absolutely delicious, but probably was that fattiest thing I've ever had, considering they probably mixed egg nog with cream. When eating the peppermint, I felt like I was brushing my teeth: minty and frothy. The banana cream was divine, as mostly all banana cram pies are. The face stuffing of pie was followed by lots and lots of Rook. My family being who they are, this has almost become an unquestioned tradition. Because I am absolutely horrible at this game, it was ok at the beginning. Then we switched partners and I got my aunt whom I am not the largest fan of. After I totally slaughtered us, she made me feel like a complete and total idiot. Isn't that nice? I eventually gave up and watched Get Smart (funniest movie EVER!). There was napping on the way home as well.
Black Friday is my favorite. I have bargain shopping in my blood, this is what I'm made for. I got a Michael Buble cd for $6.50. Beat that! My little brother already has his gifts safely in my closet. If any of you have extreme Black Friday stories, please, do tell.
Well, there you are. If you find some deep meaning in this, let me know.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
November 16 - 22
Sadly, confusion and procrastination are large factors in my life. Mainly in school. Today has contained a lot of it.
Have you ever had that feeling that impending doom is certain, then all the sudden it's taken away? If not, consider yourself very very lucky. That exact thing just happened to me, 5 seconds ago. This sadness, gloom, self-pity was due to procrastination and confusion. Oh, where shall I begin...
Math homework. Contain your screams and shudders, I know what kind of thoughts this brings. BEWARE: The following sentence is not for the faint of heart. Now think of math homework when you learned something new from a sub and it makes no sense whatsoever. I know, it's bad. That blank worksheet is staring you in the face, taunting you, so you shove it back in the folder, waiting to face it. That's me. I could have, should have done my math homework days ago. I've had it since Thursday, yet here I am on Sunday night with hardly a single problem done. Procrastination and confusion ruining my life again. Not that this procrastination and confusion wasn't my fault. Still, it sucks. And still, I'm here procrastinating some more, having just finished Star Trek (good movie by the way, totally recommended).
I am sitting here writing this at 10:15 pm Sunday night because of my lack of time. Hey, on the bright side, I answered the discussion question on Friday during English when I finished early. GASP! I finished something early!? I know, very strange. Also, I have not read a single book required for Honors English or finished my essay. Or even started, for that matter. I'll admit it, no confusion in factor here, just my unwillingness to face what I don't want to.
Now, referring back to the beginning and the feeling of certain death: Musical applications. I thought they were due tomorrow, then was told they were due Tuesday, then thought they were due tomorrow once again, and was reassured they are not due until Tuesday. Feel free to reread that sentence to wrap your brain around it. Do you have any idea what my sleep cycle is like right now and how much I need my sleep?! By the way that last sentence is written, I feel it needs no further explanation. Just know that I am tight-rope-walking the fine line between sanity and not-so-normal. I could be in bed right now if I had just gotten to it. With the musical application, I should have found out for sure, therefore cutting out the confusion. Plus, I could have done it weeks ago when I got it, therefore not needing to be confused because it's already done. Too late now, why look back to the past? Because you regret your actions... But I digress. Now you know how close I am to falling off this rope and plunging into insanity. I can't even write 500 words without going loco.
If I had just thought about things and acted upon what I thought was best, I could be in bed right now and my mother wouldn't know the asylum's telephone number. Confusion and procrastination: I blame you. And myself. Whoever's fault it is, the moral of the story is to figure things out and get it done. Thank you, and good night.
Have you ever had that feeling that impending doom is certain, then all the sudden it's taken away? If not, consider yourself very very lucky. That exact thing just happened to me, 5 seconds ago. This sadness, gloom, self-pity was due to procrastination and confusion. Oh, where shall I begin...
Math homework. Contain your screams and shudders, I know what kind of thoughts this brings. BEWARE: The following sentence is not for the faint of heart. Now think of math homework when you learned something new from a sub and it makes no sense whatsoever. I know, it's bad. That blank worksheet is staring you in the face, taunting you, so you shove it back in the folder, waiting to face it. That's me. I could have, should have done my math homework days ago. I've had it since Thursday, yet here I am on Sunday night with hardly a single problem done. Procrastination and confusion ruining my life again. Not that this procrastination and confusion wasn't my fault. Still, it sucks. And still, I'm here procrastinating some more, having just finished Star Trek (good movie by the way, totally recommended).
I am sitting here writing this at 10:15 pm Sunday night because of my lack of time. Hey, on the bright side, I answered the discussion question on Friday during English when I finished early. GASP! I finished something early!? I know, very strange. Also, I have not read a single book required for Honors English or finished my essay. Or even started, for that matter. I'll admit it, no confusion in factor here, just my unwillingness to face what I don't want to.
Now, referring back to the beginning and the feeling of certain death: Musical applications. I thought they were due tomorrow, then was told they were due Tuesday, then thought they were due tomorrow once again, and was reassured they are not due until Tuesday. Feel free to reread that sentence to wrap your brain around it. Do you have any idea what my sleep cycle is like right now and how much I need my sleep?! By the way that last sentence is written, I feel it needs no further explanation. Just know that I am tight-rope-walking the fine line between sanity and not-so-normal. I could be in bed right now if I had just gotten to it. With the musical application, I should have found out for sure, therefore cutting out the confusion. Plus, I could have done it weeks ago when I got it, therefore not needing to be confused because it's already done. Too late now, why look back to the past? Because you regret your actions... But I digress. Now you know how close I am to falling off this rope and plunging into insanity. I can't even write 500 words without going loco.
If I had just thought about things and acted upon what I thought was best, I could be in bed right now and my mother wouldn't know the asylum's telephone number. Confusion and procrastination: I blame you. And myself. Whoever's fault it is, the moral of the story is to figure things out and get it done. Thank you, and good night.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
November 9 - 15
I'm having writer's block, and I had writer's block writing this essay, so read my essay on Hercules. Enjoy!
Hercules: Just Another Hero
Have you ever heard of the hero Perseus? If you have, you probably don't know much. However, Perseus was a lot like Hercules. Why didn’t he have a Disney classic made about him? Hera tried to get rid of Hercules at birth, and Perseus was thrown out to sea in a chest as an infant by his grandfather. Hercules killed many monsters, as did Perseus and many other Greek heroes. These things may have not happened if it hadn’t been for assistance from others, as both Hercules and Perseus received. Perseus is just one example that there are many heroes just like Hercules (Skidmore).
True, Hercules had a hard life, and never got a break. His stepmother Hera sent serpents to kill him while he was still an infant. Jason, Perseus, and Hephaestus know exactly how he feels. Jason’s mother sent him to live with Chiron to avoid death from his uncle, who had taken over the throne from Jason's father. Perseus was locked in a chest with his mother and thrown out to sea by his grandfather, trying to prevent a prophecy from coming true. Hephaestus was thrown off Mount Olympus by his very own parents for being crippled. Every one of these examples faced troubles from the start, some of their stories starting more tragic than even Hercules. However, their troubles did not stop there (Skidmore).
Hercules faced ferocious monsters again and again, but there are others who did the same. There are many famous and not so famous Greek heroes who killed many monsters that were also classified as "impossible to kill". Theseus faced quite a few monsters and immortals reeking havoc himself: the minotaur, Periphetes, Sinis, Sciron,, and Procrustes. Theseus also got creative, as Hercules often had to do in his twelve tasks. Hercules could not have cleaned out the Augean stables or killed the hydra without using his brain and brawn together. Theseus just wanted to get back at the evildoers and killed them as they had unrightfully killed so many others. Perseus too killed a horrible monster, known as Medusa, the snake headed woman. He had to use his brain to not be turned to stone by her gaze. Joining the ranks of heroes was Bellerophon, who killed the Chimaera. True, these heroes did a lot of difficult things, but they also had a lot of help (Skidmore).
Many heroes have been helped in their quests. Hercules was helped by his nephew Iolaus in killing the Hydra. When Hercules cut off a head, Iolaus would burn the wound to prevent more heads from growing back. On the other hand, many heroes were aided by gods and mortals. Theseus gained the support of Poseidon, Ariadne, Peirithous, and Hercules. When King Minos challenged Theseus to dive into the ocean, Theseus was protected by Poseidon. Ariadne gave him the ball of thread, later proving invaluable in finding his way back out of the Labyrinth. Peirithous helped in a not so heroic feat: kidnapping Helen of Troy. When Theseus was stuck to a bench in the Underworld, it was none other than Hercules who pulled him off. Jason was helped by Hera, Aphrodite, and Medea. Hera was in support of Jason, and persuaded Aphrodite to cause Medea, the king's daughter, to fall in love with Jason. It was later Medea who told Jason how to defeat the Fire-Breathing-Bulls and the Seed Men. Perseus was also lent a hand by a few people: Dictys, Athena, and Hermes. Dictys took Perseus in when he found him floating in the sea and treated him as his son. Athena told Perseus where to start his quest and where to go from there. Hermes gave him a sword of adamant and some say a pair of winged sandals. These are just a few examples that heroes did not always do it alone (Skidmore).
Hercules was just another hero who went through the same things as many other champions. His troubles began quickly, they did not stop while he faced ferocious creatures, and he received help just like everyone else. Hercules is very similar to many Greek characters, even if they haven't been turned into a beloved animated tale (Skidmore).
Hercules: Just Another Hero
Have you ever heard of the hero Perseus? If you have, you probably don't know much. However, Perseus was a lot like Hercules. Why didn’t he have a Disney classic made about him? Hera tried to get rid of Hercules at birth, and Perseus was thrown out to sea in a chest as an infant by his grandfather. Hercules killed many monsters, as did Perseus and many other Greek heroes. These things may have not happened if it hadn’t been for assistance from others, as both Hercules and Perseus received. Perseus is just one example that there are many heroes just like Hercules (Skidmore).
True, Hercules had a hard life, and never got a break. His stepmother Hera sent serpents to kill him while he was still an infant. Jason, Perseus, and Hephaestus know exactly how he feels. Jason’s mother sent him to live with Chiron to avoid death from his uncle, who had taken over the throne from Jason's father. Perseus was locked in a chest with his mother and thrown out to sea by his grandfather, trying to prevent a prophecy from coming true. Hephaestus was thrown off Mount Olympus by his very own parents for being crippled. Every one of these examples faced troubles from the start, some of their stories starting more tragic than even Hercules. However, their troubles did not stop there (Skidmore).
Hercules faced ferocious monsters again and again, but there are others who did the same. There are many famous and not so famous Greek heroes who killed many monsters that were also classified as "impossible to kill". Theseus faced quite a few monsters and immortals reeking havoc himself: the minotaur, Periphetes, Sinis, Sciron,, and Procrustes. Theseus also got creative, as Hercules often had to do in his twelve tasks. Hercules could not have cleaned out the Augean stables or killed the hydra without using his brain and brawn together. Theseus just wanted to get back at the evildoers and killed them as they had unrightfully killed so many others. Perseus too killed a horrible monster, known as Medusa, the snake headed woman. He had to use his brain to not be turned to stone by her gaze. Joining the ranks of heroes was Bellerophon, who killed the Chimaera. True, these heroes did a lot of difficult things, but they also had a lot of help (Skidmore).
Many heroes have been helped in their quests. Hercules was helped by his nephew Iolaus in killing the Hydra. When Hercules cut off a head, Iolaus would burn the wound to prevent more heads from growing back. On the other hand, many heroes were aided by gods and mortals. Theseus gained the support of Poseidon, Ariadne, Peirithous, and Hercules. When King Minos challenged Theseus to dive into the ocean, Theseus was protected by Poseidon. Ariadne gave him the ball of thread, later proving invaluable in finding his way back out of the Labyrinth. Peirithous helped in a not so heroic feat: kidnapping Helen of Troy. When Theseus was stuck to a bench in the Underworld, it was none other than Hercules who pulled him off. Jason was helped by Hera, Aphrodite, and Medea. Hera was in support of Jason, and persuaded Aphrodite to cause Medea, the king's daughter, to fall in love with Jason. It was later Medea who told Jason how to defeat the Fire-Breathing-Bulls and the Seed Men. Perseus was also lent a hand by a few people: Dictys, Athena, and Hermes. Dictys took Perseus in when he found him floating in the sea and treated him as his son. Athena told Perseus where to start his quest and where to go from there. Hermes gave him a sword of adamant and some say a pair of winged sandals. These are just a few examples that heroes did not always do it alone (Skidmore).
Hercules was just another hero who went through the same things as many other champions. His troubles began quickly, they did not stop while he faced ferocious creatures, and he received help just like everyone else. Hercules is very similar to many Greek characters, even if they haven't been turned into a beloved animated tale (Skidmore).
Sunday, November 8, 2009
November 2 - 8
You never realize what you have until it's gone. Namely, family. No, no one died. :)
As a lot of you know, my brother just left on a mission. He's only been gone for 3 weeks, and I'm already going insane. I still wonder why we can't send them off when they're sixteen and you want to get rid of them. This happened to be my brothers rebel stage, which, sadly, every child goes through. That summer, he went on a church history tour for three weeks, and he was hardly missed. Now, he's been gone for three weeks, and it seems like it has been three years. Come back!
It is human nature to take things for granted. I think that this is totally lame, we should realize what we have and embrace it while we can. I tried, and that helped me realize what I had while I had them. Stupid, simple things that I now realize mean the world. That's the thing. We view them as stupid, simple things when they're so much more than that. For example, driving in his car. You may think, "That's not special, I do that every day with my brother." Oh, but it is. Next time you're just driving with someone, think about what you're doing. If you are like me, the music is on, you're laughing so hard you can hardly even think, and you may or may not be speeding a little. :) Think about what it would be like if those little bright spots in your day were gone. Sure, you find other bright spots, but they're just not as bright, not as real, not the same. They're a little bit dimmer in comparison to your favorite moments. Do not take things for granted, you will be sorry, even if they are so very simple. Do not even take talking face to face for granted. Heck, I don't get to do this for the next two years, and now I have no one to talk to about the same things that I'm going through. No one who I can tell everything, who knows the teachers, the school, the parents, the current teenage years. Don't take anything for granted.
If you want to switch objects of gratitude, think about the current economic crisis. Did your family have to cut back anywhere? Say that you enjoy skiing, and you've just been informed that that won't be happening this year. I watched / am watching a lot of people go through this. Oh, wow, skiing, big deal, right? Wrong. You would only think that if you've enjoyed it all your life, never even thought about not having it. Think about not having it. Did it suddenly become a bigger deal? Don't take anything for granted.
On another area of gratitude, school. I can name just a couple of people who would find it a blessing to not have school. Heck, I think the same thing so often. But then I remember the kids who would love to go to school. The kids who can't read, write, count, who would love to know the things we do. Even if it means work. Never take anything for granted, even if it is hard at the time, it makes you stronger.
Woah, that was a little deep. In case I didn't get my point across, think about what you have and the long term effects, and how it will make you better, stronger. Think about how things would change without it, and what it would mean to someone else. Never take anything for granted.
As a lot of you know, my brother just left on a mission. He's only been gone for 3 weeks, and I'm already going insane. I still wonder why we can't send them off when they're sixteen and you want to get rid of them. This happened to be my brothers rebel stage, which, sadly, every child goes through. That summer, he went on a church history tour for three weeks, and he was hardly missed. Now, he's been gone for three weeks, and it seems like it has been three years. Come back!
It is human nature to take things for granted. I think that this is totally lame, we should realize what we have and embrace it while we can. I tried, and that helped me realize what I had while I had them. Stupid, simple things that I now realize mean the world. That's the thing. We view them as stupid, simple things when they're so much more than that. For example, driving in his car. You may think, "That's not special, I do that every day with my brother." Oh, but it is. Next time you're just driving with someone, think about what you're doing. If you are like me, the music is on, you're laughing so hard you can hardly even think, and you may or may not be speeding a little. :) Think about what it would be like if those little bright spots in your day were gone. Sure, you find other bright spots, but they're just not as bright, not as real, not the same. They're a little bit dimmer in comparison to your favorite moments. Do not take things for granted, you will be sorry, even if they are so very simple. Do not even take talking face to face for granted. Heck, I don't get to do this for the next two years, and now I have no one to talk to about the same things that I'm going through. No one who I can tell everything, who knows the teachers, the school, the parents, the current teenage years. Don't take anything for granted.
If you want to switch objects of gratitude, think about the current economic crisis. Did your family have to cut back anywhere? Say that you enjoy skiing, and you've just been informed that that won't be happening this year. I watched / am watching a lot of people go through this. Oh, wow, skiing, big deal, right? Wrong. You would only think that if you've enjoyed it all your life, never even thought about not having it. Think about not having it. Did it suddenly become a bigger deal? Don't take anything for granted.
On another area of gratitude, school. I can name just a couple of people who would find it a blessing to not have school. Heck, I think the same thing so often. But then I remember the kids who would love to go to school. The kids who can't read, write, count, who would love to know the things we do. Even if it means work. Never take anything for granted, even if it is hard at the time, it makes you stronger.
Woah, that was a little deep. In case I didn't get my point across, think about what you have and the long term effects, and how it will make you better, stronger. Think about how things would change without it, and what it would mean to someone else. Never take anything for granted.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
October 26 - November 1
Alrighty, so this week I will give more of my oh so valuable insight on Halloween, now that it has passed. Overall, I thought that it was enjoyable.
First of all, jack-o-lanterns. Depends on how you make it. If you pick a fairly simple pattern, you're good to go. It's your choice. Now, if you are carving one of these Halloween decorations, newspaper is your best friend. Once you scoop out your pumpkin, its guts get everywhere, so the newspaper makes easy cleanup. Word of advice for future carvers: cut out the little pieces first. This means that there's more support while cutting out these little devils. Or, for the even easier road, go for something that has no little pieces (like myself). It also is more enjoyable if you're getting all messy with a friend. Little brothers work really well. :)
Next up: trick or treating. If I had to pick one word to describe this it would be awesome. However, for junior high girls it may or may not involve a lot of drama. I'll bet that you can't guess which one happened to me. Surprise, surprise. So, plans changed and I went with my little brothers. This was a good decision. This was followed by running around from house to house in weird costumes and receiving free candy. What could be better? I do not know. Now, trick or treaters are a whole different story.
Don't get me wrong, most little kids are cute and sweet. However, there are those few who drive you insane. For example, some kids showed up at our house at 5:15. We hadn't even finished making dinner yet. But they feel it is their right to come and interrupt our dinner and ask us for candy. The little children's bags are held out in front of you and you want to dump your soup in their bags. Just so you know, I refrained. Then there are the kids who ring your door bell while you're lying in bed, not cool either. My parents don't answer the door after 9:00. Don't think I'm some grumpy kid, most of the small ones are really nice.
I went to a party at a house of the... we'll call them the Joneses. It was a pretty fun party, but may have gotten a little over the top. We'll just leave it at the fact that the Joneses' house now has a busted outlet and a hole in their wall. Ouch. Parties are a lot of fun, but not always for those who are hosting them. So please, in the future, control yourself. And try not to break anything. :)
Now I'm off to steal some of my brothers' candy, hopefully undiscovered. Oh, and of course not to forget my parents' stash. My little brother, "Nicholas's" stock is the best, but don't let him know that.
P.S. I was an old lady for the festivities. It was complete with wrinkles and a robe. Personally, I thought I looked like a fresh nursing home escapee. :)
First of all, jack-o-lanterns. Depends on how you make it. If you pick a fairly simple pattern, you're good to go. It's your choice. Now, if you are carving one of these Halloween decorations, newspaper is your best friend. Once you scoop out your pumpkin, its guts get everywhere, so the newspaper makes easy cleanup. Word of advice for future carvers: cut out the little pieces first. This means that there's more support while cutting out these little devils. Or, for the even easier road, go for something that has no little pieces (like myself). It also is more enjoyable if you're getting all messy with a friend. Little brothers work really well. :)
Next up: trick or treating. If I had to pick one word to describe this it would be awesome. However, for junior high girls it may or may not involve a lot of drama. I'll bet that you can't guess which one happened to me. Surprise, surprise. So, plans changed and I went with my little brothers. This was a good decision. This was followed by running around from house to house in weird costumes and receiving free candy. What could be better? I do not know. Now, trick or treaters are a whole different story.
Don't get me wrong, most little kids are cute and sweet. However, there are those few who drive you insane. For example, some kids showed up at our house at 5:15. We hadn't even finished making dinner yet. But they feel it is their right to come and interrupt our dinner and ask us for candy. The little children's bags are held out in front of you and you want to dump your soup in their bags. Just so you know, I refrained. Then there are the kids who ring your door bell while you're lying in bed, not cool either. My parents don't answer the door after 9:00. Don't think I'm some grumpy kid, most of the small ones are really nice.
I went to a party at a house of the... we'll call them the Joneses. It was a pretty fun party, but may have gotten a little over the top. We'll just leave it at the fact that the Joneses' house now has a busted outlet and a hole in their wall. Ouch. Parties are a lot of fun, but not always for those who are hosting them. So please, in the future, control yourself. And try not to break anything. :)
Now I'm off to steal some of my brothers' candy, hopefully undiscovered. Oh, and of course not to forget my parents' stash. My little brother, "Nicholas's" stock is the best, but don't let him know that.
P.S. I was an old lady for the festivities. It was complete with wrinkles and a robe. Personally, I thought I looked like a fresh nursing home escapee. :)
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