Twitch

Last weekend I started writing my book, Flames, of which I am only on chapter 3. So not very far in, but I hope to change that soon. Anyways, I was writing when the muscle beneath my eye started to pulse, it was weird but I didn’t think anything of it.  Later on in the afternoon, I was in the bathroom examining myself in the mirror as girls my age do and I saw it.  The muscle beneath my eye was freaking out and I saw it pulsing.  Of course the next thing I did was let out a small scream and back into a closet door. I ran downstairs, yelling, “Look at my eye! Look! Look what it’s doing!”

“It’s just a twitch,” my dad said casually.

“Just a twitch?” to me this meant a tic, I don’t want to twitch the rest of my life!

“Yeah, don’t worry about it,” my mom joined in.  I looked at them, exasperated. They obviously didn’t feel my fear.

Today I was in Spanish when it started up again.  We were in groups: I was paired with Wyatt and Will.  About half an hour after class has started Wyatt goes, “Woah, your eye! It’s like freaking out.”

“Wait, let me see,” Will said and I turned to face him, “Woah! That’s happened to me before. I’d never actually seen it. Its freaky.” At least its not just my eye.

Then after school, there was a parent meeting for Tarzan and then an actual rehearsal. We were sitting there when the muscle spasm started again and Alexa caught it. “Ohmygosh, Amber! Your eye!”

“I know.”

“Eughh, it’s weird,” she spent the rest of the time closely watching my eye to see if it would pulse again.

It stops every now and then, but geez its annoying.

I know this isn’t much of a story, but I felt like telling you anyways.

Oh, the Irony…

I applied to Pinterest a couple of days ago and I got my acceptance email today.

(Backtrack) Last weekend, I was talking to my friend, Alaima, on skype and I was showing her the guy who would star in The Hunger Games (I’m obsessed!). I came across this picture/collage of Josh Hutcherson, some girl made and I just about died laughing. I don’t know whether it was because it was pitiful and desperate or pitiful and desperate.

So naturally, that was my first pin.

Underneath I said, “Nothing is better than the bored, desperate girls who make collages like these.”

I got an email that some girl repinned it and said, “I’m in love.”

I laughed so hard!!! It made my day.

You can see the pin here

I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth, I swear!

So Happy Belated New Years! I got through finals perfectly and started a whole new semester with all new classes, which I enjoy more than the last.

In 1a, I have office aide, which really is no big deal. Last semester, I had an English teacher, Mrs. Pound, who many people despised because of how much work she gave them and it was just her and me throughout the whole class. This semester, I have a math teacher, Mr. Innes, who apparently is even more evil than Mrs. Pound.  Although, it really makes no different for me, I just run errands and tape stuff on the wall and occasionally grade papers. I actually missed the first two days of this class, one I was sick and two they were in the bookroom and never arrived. So when I actually introduced myself and sat down in my seat, I looked up to find no-one other than, Phillip (the guy from my English class last year who sat alone). I mean, the charms kind of gone now that his girlfriend is also in the class and I saw him playing with her hair. Normally, that stuff is cute and all you want to say is, “Awww,” but this playing of hair is just awkward. It’s weird.

1b, which is choir, hasn’t changed much. Nothing to note here.

2, is Senior English Honors.  This is turning out to be a very easy class, despite some of the 85’s that I’ve gotten. Everyone’s really nice and relaxed. Just yesterday, the guys were just sitting around quoting Dodgeball to the whole class. Although, I don’t really want to admit that I’m a junior, but it’s really hard, since they keep talking about Graduation and Prom.

3, is Spanish 1. It’s really basic, I mean REALLY basic, which is what it’s supposed to be, but to the point where I’m thinking, “This is too simple, there’s got to be a catch.” Although this class surprised me as well, when Aidan walked through the door. Aidan was my 4th grade crush and I crushed HARD. I even remember just brushing his shoulder once, then running to tell my friend about it. Then when I saw him again in 7th grade he pretended he didn’t know me. Then when I saw him last year, we talked for a little bit, but nothing happened. So when he walked through the door, my heart still went, BA-BOOM, BA-BOOM, BA-BOOM. Even though, I know hearts don’t sound like that, but I swear I was beginning to think the guy next to me, Will (who is really nice), could hear it. But it died down soon enough. Since then nothing much has happened in that class. Although, I have found myself in trouble when my teacher will say something in Spanish and expect me to respond and I ‘m absolutely clueless. Thank goodness, at least one guy will whisper me the answer. (There are a total of 6 girls in the class, including me)

4, is Musical Theatre and it’s a really fun class. Although, I have to admit I feel a bit intimidated by everyone there, because they all know each other well and are such good actors. But it has been pretty fun, this week we read through Tarzan the Musical (Our school is putting on the production, we’re even going to be getting equipment that allows us to fly), watched Tarzan and Gorilla movies. Tarzan was the best though. We were all on the edges of our seats at the end, yelling, “No!”, “What?”, “Ooo!” and gasping in horror when Clayton hung, literally. Then someone said in astonishment, “This is a DISNEY movie!”

So basically that is my life right now. I’m also preparing for several auditions that are coming up.

So hasta luego!! (I’ve learned something)

Happy holidays!!!

Random thoughts of mine that I feel like sharing

1) The Seniors this year must be sentimental. Not senior citizens, but high school seniors. At least at my school. Now, I understand that for many guys on the football team, it will be their last year. *weep a little* but I didn’t need to weep THAT much. I’m sure most of them will live on to do bigger and brighter things, maybe not in football or maybe not at all. But geez, in time, they will look back and smile and say, “Those were the days,” or something to that effect. I’m happy for them, I really am, but seriously? They played this song, not only at a pep rally where the WHOLE song was played where all the football players swayed together in the middle with the cheerleaders, but in a powerpoint of a playback of football highlights.

I approve of the powerpoint, because it does fit the situation. Well done. But the pep rally? Seriously? It made for the most unpeppy pep rally I have EVER been to.

2) Its amazing how, when you are really lonely and have absolutely nothing to do, you clean. I was going through Facebook, when I first moved over to London and half the posts read, “Cleaning the (name of room)" and the other half read, “So bored.”

So I had a real good time when I first got over there. It doesn’t matter though, it works out in the end

3) How utterly confusing friendships can be. (I’m using the word utterly a lot lately) On one hand, I have this friend who has an eating disorder now, and no its not Alice, she thankfully is healthy once more . She started treating my other friends kinda badly, but then again it could be because of the disorder. After I heard the whole story, which is really long by the way so I won’t be repeating it. But basically, my friends tried to get help, but the teachers took my friend with the disorder’s side and didn’t really get anything out of it. So, I got a third person’s perspective who lives over in London as well, and he said that she didn’t look anorexic. So I officially have no idea. But it’s not like I can really do anything to fix it.

Then my ex-bff, Kristi, contacted me on Facebook, which is extremely weird, since I haven’t spoken to her since before the summer. So what happened there is she didn’t treat me very well, even though we were best friends. It was one of those rollercoaster friendships, but it was always where we were still friends. But then I moved, I didn’t talk to her very much and to be honest, I didn’t miss her. Now that says something. So when I came back, I had a different view point, blah, blah, blah. Anyways, I severed ties with her.

Annnnnnd she’s back. I replied to the first one, because all it asked was, “what she is up to and what happened to her”. So I replied, nothing extravagant. Then she replied back, “we should get together and catch up.” And I have absolutely no idea how to respond. I have to do it really soon, otherwise she’ll know something’s up and it’s rather rude to just ignore her. So I better come up with something soon.

4) Last year, our choir had a Disney themed pop show and I really wanted to have the girls perform “I’ll make a man out of you” from Mulan, because it’s just that awesome. Then have one guy sing the Mulan part, “Hope he doesn’t see right through me”. I thought it would have been awesome, but that didn’t happen. *sigh*

5) I can’t think of anymore at the present moment, but if I think of more, you will be the first to know

Weird.

Today has been, well interesting, to say the least.

I wake up, funnily, on time and get outside my house to see the bus pull up. Obviously, I ran for it, but I didn’t need to, because the bus stayed there for about 5 minutes later. Then, we got stuck in traffic, because some guy’s car flipped. He’s okay… I think. Anyway, people were sleeping on the bus, this one guy was even snoring. Not like the annoying, obnoxious snoring that kids fake when they're pretend sleeping, but the there’s-all-this-crap-in-my-nose-I-can’t-breathe snoring. At one point, it got so loud, he woke himself up. I couldn’t help but giggle a little. We were late to school.

Then after filing my 1A teacher’s papers and evaluating a concert in 1B, I went to homeroom to get my PSAT scores, which to be quite frank, I am not too happy about and will not be sharing. Then we had a lockdown drill, I know I’ve explained these before, but you’ve either forgotten or you just don’t know. Well, let’s say Lord Voldemort comes into the school. Instead of having an all out war, like in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2, we lock our doors, turn out the lights, remain quiet and sit at the back where supposedly no one can see us. So really, we’re all just cowards and want to be like Harry Potter, but none of us have magical powers, which might be a problem…. Then, because we played our part so well, we got lollipops.

Then I went to math where I took a quiz then bolted from, leaving my stuff behind (my teacher told me to) to go to a meeting? convention? for UT. Well, it lasted through the first 5 minutes of third period. So I ran all the way to the third floor to pick up my stuff, go down a level to AP US History, then take a quiz in 5 minutes. I was out of breath.

Skip over lunch and the rest of History and we find ourselves in Chemistry. The teacher is talking about Gas Laws, going over the same thing she went over yesterday. Your phone is just right there, calling you, calling for you. Cutting to the chase, I was on Facebook chat talking to Alaima.

Alaima: I have something to tell you, It will SHOCK you. Can you skype?

Me: I’m kinda in the middle of Chemistry

Alaima: When can you skype?

Me: At about midnight your time, maybe 12:15 your time? Is that okay?

Alaima: Yeah, I should be up. Don’t forget!

Drivers ED starts, the simulators were AWFUL as always and since I’m so behind I was going to start driving today. So we get out to the cars, I’m searching through my bag for my wallet which has my permit. I can’t find it. I start to look in every pocket. NOTHING. Scrambling through my bag, whilst cussing, the instructor is starting to get people into the car. I gave up the search. So I sat there in the car for 2 hours, doing NOTHING. Well, I did listen.

So I get home, I search through my backpack. BAM. My wallet is there. You have no idea how frustrated and mad I became. Then I took a couple minutes, calmed myself down then looked to skype.

Alaima’s Facebook Wall:

Amber WHERE ARE YOU????????

an hour later

Amber I’m guessing you fell asleep.

 

So for now I have absolutely no clue what the SHOCKING thing was and I REALLY want to know.

It's been quite boring around here lately. I mean nothing interesting has really happened. Mainly because I wake up, go to school, go to drivers Ed, do homework and sleep, adding meals in here and there and that has been my week so far. The only interesting thing has been Siri from my Dads new phone, so every now and then I get texts like:

Forgiveness is more than saying sorry forgiveness yeah I Lecho Belinelli and stuff

Or

I have no idea who Lietch bit million Agnas Siri set up

Or

Hello world love… To the couple

and that is it.

Blog when something more interesting arrives