Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Vacation Diary(Michigan): Day 1

I woke up at 3:30 AM, very abruptly. I know, its amazing. Alexa asked me, “How are you awake???” I had no reply because I didn’t know myself. We left at approximately 4am and found everything to be uncommonly funny. At the airport, we went through the check in and security and got breakfast tacos for breakfast. I parted with Alexa and Mom and got on the flight towards Chicago. The flight was pretty painless and got into Chicago safely.  I made my way through a tunnel and got to a gate, got Starbucks and got key rings for Alexa and me.  I tried calling Alice, but didn’t go through. Then I talked to Dad for the rest of the time and boarded the flight for Michigan. The flight was really short and I had to wait in the airport for 2 hours. I tried Alice twice again and no answer. So, I listened to music, read a chapter of Jane Eyre, listened to more music, walked around a bit, sat back down, listened to music and then I took pictures. By this time, I was really bored.

First pics with camera and Day 1 of MI 021

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First pics with camera and Day 1 of MI 038

Like I said, I was bored.

 

Then Alexa and Mom arrived, we got the rental car and checked in at the hotel.  Then we ate at Andy’s Pizza and had the most AMAZING breadsticks I have EVER had. Then we went to the Parlor and I had chocolate peanut butter ice cream Open-mouthed smile it was really good! Then we saw where my great grandma and grandpa lived, where my mom lived and the farm she used to live on. There was an amazing tree right in front of the farm house, but we couldn’t see the house.  Then we came back to the hotel. I’m getting more and more tired.

Long day.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

This hurts worse than a bikini wax

So I left off with the fire. Then two days later I got stuck in an elevator for 30 minutes. Alexa freaked out SO bad.  She cried the entire time and held onto the back bar for dear life. Literally. While I was trying to comfort her she was saying, “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die”.  Anyways, everyone was fine and the power had gone out.  Then the next week and a half went by surprisingly fast and not much happened.  Today I got a hair cut (nothing drastic) a bikini wax, and a pedicure. 

What hurt worse than the bikini wax is what I saw on Facebook afterwards.  I knew what was happening and I had even seen a picture, but nothing prepared me for what I saw today.  I wanted to cry. I still do. 13% of teenage girls have Bulimia and it doesn’t seem real until one of your best friends has it.

In London, I had 3 REALLY close friends; Alaima, Gemma and Alice. Alaima was known for her small pinkie and for showing up really late.  Gemma was known for being silly, carefree and a wonderful singer and dancer, she was just super talented- still is. Alice was known for her fierceness, crazy muscles (she’s the one who bruised my ribs by hugging me) and for telling us that we were not eating enough. 

Alaima told me one afternoon about Alice and I was scared and sad.  Then found out that Gemma and Alaima had confronted her about it and Alice replied with, “This is my life, stay out of it!” or something to that effect anyways.  Then I saw the first picture and I wanted to cry.  I have been so worried about Alice, SO WORRIED.

Prom there was yesterday.  Today they posted pictures. It was then I saw the picture. I’m serious, it is torture to be in a separate continent and not be able to do anything.  I can’t imagine what it’s like to be there, watching it everyday and not be able to help.

Before -

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After -

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From left to right – Alice, Gemma, Alaima

Monday, June 13, 2011

Heat

It seems that the Texas Heat is not agreeing with me this year. So I get home after being outside or in the pool for 3 hours and was started dinner when I began to feel a little dizzy so I sat down with my apple juice and while I did this Dad helped with dinner. He actually made more of the dinner than I did. I'm sure it was to make sure what I did next didn't happen again. So the directions said to put melted butter into the pan, so I microwaved the butter and put it into the heated pan. A huge almost mushroom cloud shooted out of the pan and then it burst into flames. So I backed away from the flames we all looked at it for a second and Dad took control. He put it in the sink without water and the flames went down. So Alexa and I opened the windows as the smoke alarm sounded. Smoke was everywhere, as assumed there would be. Anyways, it took me 5 minutes after the fire to make the connection that butter = grease = grease + heat = fire and I didn't even make that connection myself. Dad had to point it out for me. It's what my friends in London would call a Bullet Moment. Named after the ironic nickname they gave me. A Bullet Moment is where you are slow to get something. Hence, what was stated above. So now you understand why Dad kind of took over.

So yes, we had an interesting dinner.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Fake Texting

I read on Facebook that someone liked the link, "Pretending to be texting in an awkward situation" or something along those lines anyways. Yes, I am guilty of doing this. Especially in London when I was on the bus and some older (30-40) guys sat down next to me, just so they know I have contact with the outside world. Or when there was absolutely nothing to do. Or when there was a super awkward situation I was in. Although, when I fake text, I have no idea what to say, even though I'm saying to nobody, but you'd think that I'd have a line or something to say so I don't look stupid and fake, even though it totally is.

Crap I realized that it's now midnight and not friday anymore (why did I keep on spelling Friday froday? I guess if you bought an Afro wig and wore it around today it would be froday...) but it still counts right? Ahhh who cares, it's not like someone is going to scold me or be mad with me for not updating EVERYDAY.

Anyways, I had a lazy day today like the lazy song and went to the pool.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Yesterday and today

Yesterday I:

-Went to my grandmothers house and then took pictures with dad
-Ran errands, got guitar stuff, ate lunch
-Played the guitar and played with Alexa cards and stuff
-Had Chinese for dinner and then played scrabble until 10:30pm

Today I:
-Woke up and watched TV, ate 2 things of cereal with 2 day old milk, but don't worry it didn't taste bad
-Went to Conroe with my grandma and dad and Alexa, ate lunch and then we went to the lake and had ice cream and then back to my grandmas house
-When home and relaxed

I think I might go to sleep now

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

You know you're tired when...

You can't bring yourself to put on your pajamas, even though they're right next to you.

You don't care how you look. Screw the half eyebrow on your face.

You can't be bothered to get up to turn off the light when the switch is two feet away.

You start laughing at things that aren't really funny. "HAHAHA! Look! Look at that person's status! I don't get it! Haha."

You realize your still up writing about this instead of doing all of the stuff above and going to sleep.

Monday, June 6, 2011

I’m still here

So I broke my promise that I will post something EVERYDAY. But no worries, I’ll catch you guys up.

So after I left you with that uplifting post about the school, I went to go pick my sister up at her school which is 2 miles away. Not very far. Annnyways, I was the smart one who decided I would ride all the way there in my jeans in 100 degree weather.  Granted, at that time I didn’t own any shorts that fit me. So I rode all of the way there and I took off my helmet shortly after I left the house. Which ended up saving me. Once I got to the school, I realized I was dizzy and my only thought was, “Water. Must get water.” Now, to back track a little. So I went to the same school my sister does and I went to the nurses office a LOT. So they knew me well. Back to the story.  I passed my 6th grade best friend, said hi, she said hi back. It was a very long conversation.  Then after her hi, I continued on, my mind still on water.  I walked through the front entrance and I was just going to go to a water fountain when this lady asked me where I was going, I said water. Then she said to go to the nurses office for water.  Fine by me, as long as I get my water.  I get into the office, my head becoming more dizzy by the second and waited until the nurse was finished talking to the people she was talking to and I asked if I could possibly get some water.  She turned to me and said, “Just where they were before,” and pointed to the sink.  I turned to the sink and everything went black, I think I spit out something intelligent ( by the way I just spelled intelligent wrong… twice, but thank goodness for spellcheck) like, “Ummm,” and she told me to sit down.  I sat and she handed me a cup of water. I drank and my vision cleared, but I was still pretty dizzy.  They then gave me a juice box as I thought, “What are the chances? Me? In the nurse’s office, in my elementary school. I wonder what Alexa will think.” 

By this point, I’m regaining my strength and the dizziness is slowly fading. The nurse took my blood pressure and it was still pretty low so she wouldn’t let me leave and started to call my parents.  At this point I can’t help but smile at the circumstances.  Only I could end up in my elementary school nurse’s office when I no longer go to this school.  Then I couldn’t help but wonder what Mom and Dad would say when they got the call from the nurse’s office for me. Anyways, Alexa found her way back into the school and sat next to me.  Then we each got a bag of chips while we waited for Dad. After he finally got there, I said thank you to the nurse and we went to my grandma’s house for the rest of the day. 

The next day, we ran a bunch of errands and went to Old Navy to get me some shorts that I so badly needed.  After I tried on, oh, 10 pairs of shorts, I found 3 and we left for my friend, Molly’s house.  I spent the night with her, we had pizza, played guitar and sang, watched 13 going on 30 and maybe the first 20 minutes of Harry Potter 7 Part 1, because I fell asleep… Yes, I know, I am ashamed of myself.

Saturday, we had waffles and arranged that on Sunday we’d go to the beach in Galveston with my family.  We got picked up at noon and went to Target, Chik-fil-a and then the Mall.  Then we went home, where we watched I Am Number Four and Grown Ups.  Then Alexa went to bed and we watched White Chicks, which was hilarious.  Then, then, then, I just realized I use then a lot.  Furthermore (ooo, big word that doesn’t really fit), we fell asleep.

On Sunday, we left at around 9am and got donuts, kolaches and Starbucks. We then picked up my dad, and drove down to Galveston.  We got Subway and went to the beach.  $35 for an umbrella and 2 chairs!!! Surprised smile That is ridiculous for what you get!!! So we moved.  So we went in the water for 2 hours according to my mom and after swimming, we build a pathetic sand castle.  It really was pathetic, we even tried building a sandcastle from those plastic things, all we did was break it.  Just the edge.  So we decided to make our own. It ended up as a round mound with the broken piece of plastic as the flag on the top.  Even Alexa’s mound was better than ours.  It was fun though.  Afterwards, we went to the Strand for some awesome ice cream.  After that, we took Molly home and went to Fuddruckers.  Then a talent scout called us and I have an interview this weekend.  Seemed longer away on the phone…

Anyways, I would tell you my dream that I had last night, but this post is long enough already and I have today to recap.  So today, we watched I Am Number Four and House of Anubis (which really isn’t that great of a show, but it was interesting enough).  We ate lunch and then went chalk drawing, then relaxed.  Next, we did volleyball and then washed off the chalk with the hose, because the promised thunderstorm with pouring rain never arrived.  So after that, I watched TV and then we watched The Dilemma as we ate dinner. And here I am now.

Okay I changed my mind, I’ll tell you my dream. I’ve been itching to tell it to somebody all day.

So I was in school, it was the last day again and I needed to go to my next class, English.  Then this girl across my street said, “You need to come with me now!” and asked me to do something or another. So I went with her and she did absolutely nothing.  Then the two minute bell rang and I was running to English in my heels and I can’t remember if I made it or not, but I remember thinking that this was the longest two minutes ever.  Then I’m in my seat and the guy that I liked in my English class, Phillip, was there and our eyes met and he smiled, so I smiled. I turned away and then turned back and there he was really close to me, like on my desk and I said, “Hey.”

Then he said something really corny to the effect of, “I couldn’t help but notice that our eyes met and …” I can’t remember the rest unfortunately, but I remember it being really corny. Then he made me a power point and we were sitting in the same seat and my mom was there looking at us and she told me that I needed to take some books somewhere and it was a really large stack, but I still did it.  Then I ended up in the bathroom with the books still watching the power point and I’m trying to remember what it said because I know I read something off of it. I think it was something about eyes again, ahh I can’t remember. Sad smile Anyways, Mom told me that I needed to go take this trash to the 4 Seasons Hotel in Market Street.  So I’m walking along this river and it was a really nice, blue day.  I was carrying the trash, or the books maybe, anyways I was carrying something and I couldn’t help but wonder if the whole thing was a scam, or a trick to get people to laugh at me.  Then I was in Market Street and I was passing by these restaurants and they kept wanting to buy my trash. This one man from one of the restaurants was following me wanting the trash and I finally gave the trash to the two ladies from Brio because I realized that there was no 4 Seasons Hotel in Market Street. And I woke up. 

Strange. Sorry for the really long post, had a lot to say.

Oh, and Alexa is a really loud breather.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

I had a good day until school butted in

I’m not kidding, I had a really good day.  I had a crossword puzzle in English, and even though I still had an exam in Interpersonal studies, it took me 20 minutes and we watched one of  my favorite movies: Chronicles of Narnia. Then when I got home I skyped with my best friends, Alaima and Gemma! How great is that???

Then I get a text from my dad telling me that I have to ride to the school to pick up Alexa and ride home with her. That’s cool, might be fun.

Then I get a call. From the school. Telling me about my schedule. NOW? SERIOUSLY? IT’S THE FIRST HALF DAY OF SUMMER!! So my counselor, now tells me that the musical theatre I wanted to take I had to talk to the theatre director. Did I know that? Did they tell me this when I was actually in school? When I could actually do something about it??? No. They tell me when I get home. FOR SUMMER. What am I supposed to do now??? So, thank you school. For starting off my summer great.

Stupid school.

4 hours between me and summer. 4 hours. 4 hours. Please hurry!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Summer Time

So sorry, I dropped off of the face of the Earth for a while, even though I know not many people read this. Ah well, I’ll still write anyways. Let’s see where I left off, ahhh that’s right, choir. Wow. That was a long time ago! So much to tell you! Well, for starters I took 2 AP tests and then tried out for X Factor, but I didn’t make it. BUT they told me to come back in 5 months, so I’m gonna get a voice coach. Then there was this whole family drama thing that I’m not going to get into because it’s really not worth it. And here I am. One half day to go. 4 hours of school left. There is just 4 hours of school between me and summer. And let me tell you, I cannot WAIT until I get to sleep in!

However, I can’t help but question what it’s going to be like. If you look at it, the past two summers have been so life altering, it’s kinda hard to get excited about this one (except for sleeping, of coarse). Two years ago I moved to London and it was Alexa and I for two whole months alone in summer. Then last year during summer, I had to move back to Texas and as I’m sure you all know, I wasn’t happy about it. So now that it’s almost summer again, it feels surreal. I’m just kind of wondering if anything will happen. Crrrazzzzy. Well, whatever happens I will be here, because I VOW to blog every single day of this summer, even if it is a few words or a picture. I promise to post something everyday.  Hey! It’ll be my summer diary sort of thing!

See ya laters!!!

BULLET SHE HULK OUT!!! (Story for another day)

aka. Amber

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The summer I moved to London

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Last summer when I moved back to Texas