tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57013676791723868272024-03-18T21:31:06.139-07:00Rattlesnake PlantainA blog about my life, and my thoughts. Enjoy!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-17911407638203113082016-03-18T09:38:00.001-07:002016-03-18T09:38:18.255-07:00Writing prompt #1"Hmm." She bit her lip. "Is he going to be okay?"<br />
He winced.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-85770853472010224602016-03-01T18:18:00.001-08:002016-03-01T18:18:20.112-08:00TRAIN TRACKS, TREES, IRONMAN, AND POCKETSFUL OF JOY<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_c3-5HiTdbAGxIQzma3WomLNp36JECuSk_Qzyy0oOAQa0JYtyG9d15BntVRPv4C5ZCLh2UD7bdE02dc4pXabtQSqPvJnvRWhLePP7PYPmdfYpJboiEp9wnjIxZiT5BORHLIoPZWZlR2LL/s640/blogger-image-1495573108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_c3-5HiTdbAGxIQzma3WomLNp36JECuSk_Qzyy0oOAQa0JYtyG9d15BntVRPv4C5ZCLh2UD7bdE02dc4pXabtQSqPvJnvRWhLePP7PYPmdfYpJboiEp9wnjIxZiT5BORHLIoPZWZlR2LL/s640/blogger-image-1495573108.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkTha_J2PuFiUDgonkmUbBz87E0l-iEwLSYMaEN13sAlEXp6XFRYK5JIJ5sIxSA0FXaoZrycL0Wc84SwIgSBRyN2lx4TRYQJsnHg3sp0eqlCJniFjEqpOzmNRcGcYX7swnvcDpWQ33pxpF/s640/blogger-image--304137754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkTha_J2PuFiUDgonkmUbBz87E0l-iEwLSYMaEN13sAlEXp6XFRYK5JIJ5sIxSA0FXaoZrycL0Wc84SwIgSBRyN2lx4TRYQJsnHg3sp0eqlCJniFjEqpOzmNRcGcYX7swnvcDpWQ33pxpF/s640/blogger-image--304137754.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGM1Pb65gN3Egn-sSAEb-E7VqvcopUmjYA0ZQdEmKf6nzK8FGA9k2X3DQkrMTlLdpL9d-C4Xs4QPi7jnKWHwEHfyZFMhAG-opC8OARWlaJMQFUWi5kAv2Cp1pfTkWOh5IHlPBddiJJyUpH/s640/blogger-image-625707668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGM1Pb65gN3Egn-sSAEb-E7VqvcopUmjYA0ZQdEmKf6nzK8FGA9k2X3DQkrMTlLdpL9d-C4Xs4QPi7jnKWHwEHfyZFMhAG-opC8OARWlaJMQFUWi5kAv2Cp1pfTkWOh5IHlPBddiJJyUpH/s640/blogger-image-625707668.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfzwVmf90XD9z0tkb_8rqCeHd_0iw_OPKh1SGHG9sqlGba3sqcYVXfGmqyOi9wc13OcFLyYMozeJ1Lx7GQDfv3GuIVNQ12VWF2VxiTtWKX55hGWqb3juRdAfftcVlRFa45OOROMnrWY7G/s640/blogger-image--99008871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfzwVmf90XD9z0tkb_8rqCeHd_0iw_OPKh1SGHG9sqlGba3sqcYVXfGmqyOi9wc13OcFLyYMozeJ1Lx7GQDfv3GuIVNQ12VWF2VxiTtWKX55hGWqb3juRdAfftcVlRFa45OOROMnrWY7G/s640/blogger-image--99008871.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSzEqv4iCn5Qr37CpwHpzfWSHEEKTA5I3EC9Jpw3m54J3BOp3f2lx7wdnJzT5bjcdcMZK7c8mwrDNaIGumoqnLU_BkswFC6_PMy-M_LthWHOBy90SAEN3yoB8eoJaF6d-Q6ubK5xY6dAu/s640/blogger-image--1939591070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSzEqv4iCn5Qr37CpwHpzfWSHEEKTA5I3EC9Jpw3m54J3BOp3f2lx7wdnJzT5bjcdcMZK7c8mwrDNaIGumoqnLU_BkswFC6_PMy-M_LthWHOBy90SAEN3yoB8eoJaF6d-Q6ubK5xY6dAu/s640/blogger-image--1939591070.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-76448959438302962312016-02-08T12:08:00.000-08:002016-02-08T12:08:42.212-08:00Things that have been happening<br />
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<li>I got my ears pierced</li>
<li>We still have our tree up</li>
<li>It was really warm a couple days ago, so I wore my new yellow shorts with four buttons</li>
<li>I ate all the chocolate Pockets sent me</li>
<li>I started reading <i>THE CURIOUS INCIDENT OF THE DOG IN THE NIGHTTIME</i></li>
<li>I got halfway through <i>CRESS: THE LUNAR CHRONICLES</i></li>
<li>I placed a hold on <i>WINTER: THE LUNAR CHRONICLES, </i>and <i>THE MAZE RUNNER</i>, even though I've already seen the movie</li>
<li>I re-listened to <i>THE SECOND SUMMER OF SISTERHOOD*</i></li>
<li>I made two hair-wraps in my hair</li>
<li>I got amazingly good news</li>
<li>I didn't know I was supposed to be memorizing a short dance phrase so I ended up improvising and then they said we needed to remember it for next week</li>
<li>I haven't gotten any better at Violin</li>
<li>I haven't gotten any better at French</li>
<li>I haven't gotten any better at being a person</li>
<li>I think I'm getting sick</li>
<li>I placed a hold and now am waiting for forever to get the audiobook version of <i>HEROES OF OLYMPUS: THE LOST HERO </i>because we finished the first series and we're hooked</li>
<li>Charlie stayed with me as I fell asleep but then woke me up at 2:00 PM scratching at the door</li>
<li>I forgot to write in my journal</li>
<li>I went on two nice walks with Mom</li>
<li>I went to Urinetown rehearsal with Dad</li>
<li>I made a bracelet that I think I'm going to give to my friend</li>
<li>I watched an episode of Merlin and decided not to watch more</li>
<li>I decided I hate oatmeal</li>
<li>I listened to <i>GIRLS IN PANTS*</i></li>
<li>I checked out <i>FOREVER IN BLUE*</i></li>
<li>I signed up to walk up and down Court street wearing a plastic bag costume and handing out fliers for $30.00 and then lost it because I wouldn't fit the costume</li>
<li>I got a job helping a potter finish her BIG PROJECT for $8.00 an hour</li>
<li>I attended church with a friend, not because I'm religious, but because I wanted to see her</li>
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*<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS SERIES CONSISTS OF: </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>BOOK ONE: THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>BOOK TWO: THE SECOND SUMMER OF SISTERHOOD</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>BOOK THREE: GIRLS IN PANTS</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>BOOK FOUR: FOREVER IN BLUE</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>BOOK FIVE: SISTERHOOD EVERLASTING>>></i></span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-67380261723165068972015-12-19T09:13:00.000-08:002015-12-19T09:13:03.928-08:00The process of making a Christmas present<div>
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<li>Okay, so Christmas is next week, I better start making stuff.This person likes pizza, I like </li>
<li>pizza. Conclusion: I'll buy them a pizza/make them pizza earrings/make a pizza-shaped card.</li>
<li>What?! No. I can't make them a pizza-shaped card for Christmas! That's so lame.</li>
<li>They don't care! They would love pizza earrings!</li>
<li><i>Go to beads store looking for pizza beads</i>.</li>
<li>Wow. Those are really cute. I want those. Maybe I'll just....</li>
<li><i>Wears pizza earrings for two days, "just seeing if they're comfortable".</i></li>
<li>Heh Heh Heh. You know what? They don't need pizza earrings!</li>
<li>OHMYGODS WHAT AM I GONNA MAKE THEM?</li>
<li><i>Is super subtle</i></li>
<li>Sooooo, you don't like pizza, do you? Yeah, didn't think so. But you do like Star Wars, right?</li>
<li><i>Goes to beads store looking for Millennium Falcon beads.</i></li>
<li>Oh. Gosh. These are super cute. </li>
<li>....</li>
<li>Maybe I'll just....</li>
<li>CHRISTMAS DAY</li>
<li>I hope you like the new socks I got you!</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-26056339317699074162015-12-16T06:40:00.000-08:002016-01-08T09:04:57.640-08:00SUPER LATE (sorry)I apologize for not posting in... lets see... a long time? Since October 16th. SORRY!<br />
I was going to do a post about Halloween, but then, you know, I didn't, SO yeah.<br />
Life has been busy.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-62651216293267218962015-10-16T12:50:00.001-07:002015-10-16T12:50:15.548-07:00The Westward Chronicles #5Today is my last day. I will be packing tonight. I will be eating my last pieces of chocolate. I will be saying goodbye to Seattle. Yesterday, I saw Mount Rainier for the first time this trip. It was just as beautiful and majestic as always. I really hope that today, I can go to my old apartment and look around. That's one of the things that I pushed to the very last day, and thanks to that, I can only hope that I'll be able to do them before I leave. I'm excited to be home. To see my family again. And my house and my cats and my friends and my room and my tiny town. I'm excited for Halloween. I'm still making up my mind on what I'm going to be, but I would love to hear what you are going to be, so you can tell me in the comments if you see fit. I haven't had a lot of time to right on my book. And I didn't get to hike in the Cascades. The next time I come visiting, I will definitely make a schedule. So I know what I'm doing, and when I'm doing it, and so I don't end up not doing anything I want to do. I am almost done with Insurgent, and Mom just finished Divergent a few days ago. I hear Allegiant isn't as good, but when you start, you can't stop, so I'll be reading that soon. I'll keep you posted on getting back home. See you soon, Ohio.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-7642459372866954282015-10-09T10:57:00.000-07:002015-10-11T22:01:56.435-07:00The Westward Chronicles #4Over the seven days since my last post, I've gotten very good at Mario Kart. I like to play Peach on the Mach Bike, Standard Bike S, or Sugerscoot, for those who know what I'm talking about. two days ago, I went out to dinner with the super amazing Allie!!!!!! We went to Picolinos for dinner and then went to Fred Meyer. I ended up getting some cool Halloween LED skull lights for my room, a rainbow wig that doesn't fit, but I gave it to SweetShadesUnicorn, who loves it. I got a book for Ani (I have not forgotten about you, dear sis!), a small, soft Halloween cat stuffed animal for said awesome sister and I, an Avengers 2015-2016 calendar, and a supersoft fall shirt that says, "Be Yourself, Everyone Else Is Taken". Before Allie came over, QueenUnicorn, FartMasterUnicorn, SweetShadesUnicorn, and I went to Archee Mcphee's and I got some Skull and cross bones hand warmers, some stuff for my Special People back home, and Pop Rocks, some of which we poured down the toilet as they exploded. Seriously, you should try this! I also got these cute little skull key "toppers" to put on the handle of your keys to tell them apart, and make them look nice. Have you picked up on my weird skull obsession? I just found out about it two days ago. I am really attracted to skulls! Cool!<br />
I miss you, family!!! Hugs and kisses and don't forget about the cats!<br />
xoxoxoUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-67059774059098466292015-10-02T12:07:00.000-07:002015-10-02T12:07:23.368-07:00The Westward Chronicles #3Hi from the basement of the Sparkle Pants Kingdom of Unicorns. This basement room is like a whole apartment. I have a huge bean bag and a couch and a TV and a desk top. (not to brag or anything) I've gotten into the routine here and it's really nice. It's super great to see these unicorns again. Oh, hey! I almost forgot! My TARDIS backpack got here!!!!!!!!!! I will be posting a picture of it soon, for you eager Whovians out there. Today, I will finally meet up with the amazing Bubbi and Helvi and maybe even Nils! Bubbi and I are going to surprise Helvi when Bubbi goes to pick her up. CAN'T WAIT! I hope she remembers me. I haven't seen their new house from the inside yet, so that will be cool. They have a tree house in their yard and I can't wait to crawl up there with Helvi. And I really hope that Bubbi and Helvi will want to go the market with me again this year. THEY THROW SALMON. They actually toss the fish to each other. And the food is amazing. I also want to see Uncle Johann and Sarah and Theo and Ilsa!<br />
Here are a few links to the local Derby teams: <a href="http://ratcityrollergirls.com/" target="_blank">http://ratcityrollergirls.com/</a>, <a href="http://www.seattlederbybrats.com/" target="_blank">http://www.seattlederbybrats.com/</a>.<br />
Mom, have a wonderful time at the Women's Herbal Conference. Dad, have fun in rehearsal for Penelope. Ani, have a great time with Mormor. I MISS YOU ALL AND HOPE YOU'RE WELL.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-14915987086456492262015-09-30T21:27:00.000-07:002015-10-09T10:59:07.296-07:00The Westward Chronicles #2Hey from the beautiful Seattle Washington. And yes, I did survive the flight. SweetShadesUnicorn sat next to me and we wrote a short story going back and forth together. On my left was a silent dude with earbuds who only spoke to us when we asked him how to spell Illinois. The airport was crowded and big and lots of people from all around the world were there (DUH). Mom, Dad, Ani, I miss you all and am having a GREAT time. SergeantUnicorn taught me a really cool way of memorizing certain times tables I had a hard time mastering. It's super fun. I already have a whole week's worth of chores planned and written down, just so you know, Mom. And I ordered a TARDIS backpack that will get here Thurs. 1 of OCT. I got it because it wasn't much, I loved it, and the backpack that I brought split when we got home! Actually split down the side! So soon I will have another backpack crowding up my closet. Can't wait to hear from you all. More from my end soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-90524239791203580532015-09-30T21:13:00.000-07:002015-09-30T21:27:45.116-07:00The Westward Chronicles #1Good morning! Right now, it's about 8:43 (central time) on Sunday the 27th of September 2015(DUH). At 10:00, we will drive from Madison Wisconsin, to Black River Falls. There we will meet my buddy and his family of wonderful and fabulous and amazing and so, so funny space unicorns. (I'm talking to you, Levine family). At about 12:00 or 12:30, we will do the hand off, transferring <i>moi</i> from the clutches of my also super fantastic Aunt Lissy, Uncle Spoons, and Lucy The Amazing and into the grasp of said unicorns. I will also say goodbye to my dear little sister.ANI THE BOO, I LOVE YOU!!! I said goodbye to my totally-cool-and-not-at-all-embarrassing-however-hard-she-might-try Mom, yesterday. And my thrillingly-awesome-and-wicked-cool Dad, last Sunday. I LOVE YOU GUYS TOO!!!! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-42075191338413500152015-09-23T06:56:00.000-07:002015-09-23T06:56:56.535-07:00Hello to you on this beautiful or not so beautiful day or night or whatever time you're reading this. So, you might not know this about me, but I really, <i>really, REALLY, </i>REALLY like Roller Derby. I'm kinda obsessed. My cousin, Lucy, and my sister, Ani and I have been thinking about what our names would be and our numbers. Lucy's would be Peanut Brutal #42. Ani is Bionika (we haven't figured out her number yet). And I'm Beauty The Beast #206. 206 because that's the Seattle area code, and I was born there. I don't think I would be a very good Jammer, so I'd be a blocker and work my way up to being super fast. But, there is one tiny little problem...<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>I CAN'T SKATE</b></span></div>
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Yup. Where I live, we have a Team, the Appalachian Hell Betties, but you can't join until you're 18. I'm not 18. But I'm hoping they are going to offer lessons for teens or something. I really want to play, but I suck. For now, I'll just be going to Bouts and trying to get off the wall at the Roller Rink.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-27094599521495350422015-09-19T15:37:00.001-07:002015-09-19T15:37:43.297-07:00The Book Challenge<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: cyan; color: red; font-size: large;">Read a book a friend suggested to you</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-size: large;">Read a book written when your grandparents were your age</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: magenta; color: purple; font-size: large;">Read a book you started but never finished</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-size: large;">Read a book with a logical antagonist</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: purple; color: orange; font-size: large;">Read a book everybody thinks is terrible</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: yellow; color: blue; font-size: large;">Read a book about a heroic woman</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-size: large;">Read a book you randomly grab of the shelf at the library</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: blue; color: magenta; font-size: large;">Read a book with an annoying protagonist </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">Read a book about Shakespeare</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: lime; font-size: large;">Read a book about the past</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: magenta; font-size: large;">Read a book with talking animals</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-size: large;">Read a book with different worlds in it</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: orange; font-size: large;">Read a book about someone who's a jerk</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: red; color: white; font-size: large;">Read a book with magic in it</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: lime; color: red; font-size: large;">Read a book to a parent</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: purple; color: white; font-size: large;">Read a book about poetry</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: red; color: cyan; font-size: large;">Read a book about the Holocaust</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-size: large;">Read a book about vampires</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: red; font-size: large;">Read a book about sifi</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: yellow;">Read a book that's really popular </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: purple; color: white; font-size: large;">Read a book that was popular five years ago that you haven't read</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: black;">Read a book that takes place somewhere you want to go</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: blue; color: red; font-size: large;">Read a book about pirates</span></div>
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YOU HAVE BEEN CHALLENGED.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-38610089613733950302015-09-19T15:02:00.002-07:002015-09-19T15:02:25.453-07:00Things to bring on an adventure<br />
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<li><span style="color: magenta;"><b>A camera</b></span>. However crappy it may be, this item of still motion is essential to the capture and recollection of small moments.</li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">A tiny jar</b>. "Why?", you ask? It is optional, but a very nice reminder of the certain place. Find a tiny jar, and fill it with something that has to do or will remind you of the place you are at. For instance, dirt, crystals, sand, confetti....you know, if you go to a carnival...</li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">Postal stamps</b>. You need to let your friends know what's going on at your end, and getting letters and postcards is always nice. It makes you feel good to know your friends and family are thinking of you. </li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">An item that reminds you of home</b>. Be it a photograph, your mom's old sweatshirt, a baseball cap, or whatever! It's always a great comfort to have an item that can ground you and hold you in one place when your head is flying everywhere. And there's always that middle-of-the-trip-crisis, and you want to be prepared. </li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">A journal</b>. You need to write down all your thoughts and what you had for dinner, and who you sat next to on the bus, and if the flight attendant was crabby, and what big monument you saw, etcetera. It's also nice to get out your emotions of homesickness, see rule 4. </li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">Your iPod</b>. Get rid of that old music you don't listen to anymore and put some other albums on. Have you heard the new one of your favorite band yet? And audiobooks are always awesome! Get at least three new ones, and re listen to them all the time, if you like them.</li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">A sketchbook</b>. This is totally optional, you don't have to follow any of this, but a sketchbook is one of my personal favorites. I'm an artist anyway, and when I'm on a trip, I usually get all this stuff crammed up inside me, so I have to take time to sit down and draw or write about it. </li>
<li><b style="color: magenta;">Books</b>. DUH. If you know me, you know that this is a no-brain-er. Get new books you've never read to try them out. And, of course, bring old favorites. </li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-80211748693861235632015-09-16T07:51:00.000-07:002015-09-16T07:51:38.095-07:00Shark AttackYou're swimming, in the perfect water of everyday life. The water is clear and you can see straight to the bottom. Little fish swim around your ankles, their bright colors bursting out of the corners of your eyes. You find an especially beautiful fish and follow it deeper and deeper. But the water gets darker and darker. And you see big movements down there, but you can't make out what they are. You decide to go back, but your fear makes it hard to swim. You crunch your legs into yourself so they don't trail down, closer to the big, dark things. You frantically paddle for the clear waters, forgetting all knowledge of any other more efficient stroke. You look behind you, a pointed fin zig zags in your direction. You can't do anything about it. It's so close. You curl up in a ball so it doesn't hurt as much. But it still hurts.<br />
It doesn't matter if it's an event that occurs, or something some one says, if it hurts, it really does feel like a shark attack. If you survive, you still have scars. You can't go over it with nice things. It's there, like a bad drawing in the sketchbook. Stuck there, forever.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-20252460849676031792015-09-15T08:53:00.000-07:002015-09-15T08:53:19.713-07:00My thoughts on getting ready for a tripSo, let's face it, you've never really been on a trip by yourself. Well, there was that one time when you were ten and went with a friend, but that was only for a week. This one is for <i>three </i>weeks. THREE WHOLE WEEKS. Without your family. And your mom is already having separation anxiety, even though you don't leave her for a week and a half. And it has basically been planned six months previous. And it's not like your heading into a war zone or anything. You were born there and you have friends. And you won't have to navigate the airports alone, either. But then you start thinking about not seeing your mom and dad and sister. Jeez, you see them EVERY DAY, this will be a change. And for dad, it will be four weeks, not three. Which is a freaking month for Pete's sake. And of course you'll email and videochat and send postcards and stuff. You've even updated your address book. You have a pile of things you're bringing in the middle of your room, but there is the problem of finding a suitcase. Of course the one you usually use is broken.(You broke it last year) And when you look at thrift stores, you only find ones that are even <i>more</i> broken than your old one. And when you resign yourself to suck it up and go to the mall to look for one, and you find the perfect one, and you look at the price tag and.... it's a freaking $100.00 or more suitcase. And you just say, "nope." and walk out, and your trip to the mall is wasted until you find a cute flannel jacket, but you didn't want to go to the mall anyway. And now, you have only, like, four days to pack and you're scrambling for everything you need, and you don't even have a suitcase yet and your mom is making you clean your room "as a gift to your future self" but it's just adding more things you don't want to do before you leave in.... oh my god, five days?! WHAT THE FUDGE?! You don't really care what your room looks like, you're a messy person as it is and you can't concentrate when things are superclean. You will definitely not end up dating an OCD. You are a clutterhead! And it's not like when friends come over who are not your best friend and know you better than you know yourself, and you totally don't feel self conscious about your pigsty room with pictures of Lady Gaga, Madonna, and Jennifer Lawrence taped to the wall. And you definitely don't feel judged when you show them your gorilla art that is.... EVERYWHERE. Anyway, you still have dance classes, and homeschool, and writing group's first meeting is tomorrow and you're not sure you even want to share your writing with strangers, even though the whole writing group was your idea in the first place. <i>Sigh</i>. And, like, 50% of why you're going is to film a movie with your buddy, who wrote a fabulous script and asked you be the star and of course you said yes because you love acting and you love your buddy, but it will totally demand all your acting skills and you don't even know if you're that good. But of course you'll give it your all. But you don't know how big your "all" will end up being. And you don't know if the three weeks will fly by, or seem like forever. And your little sister is driving you CRAZY but you know you will miss her terribly. And no matter how hard you try to be nice to everyone, you end up going full out Snapdragon Princess. And maybe there are other conflicting emotions with something that has nothing to do with the whole trip, but is NOT HELPING AT ALL. And you just want to climb into bed and watch the last episode of the 8th season of Doctor Who, <i>Death In Heaven</i>, because you are loyal to the show and have never skipped an episode in your life and can't wait to find out what happens to Mr. Pink and Clara and everybody. And you just have to calm down and breathe, and take a moment to think about all these things and then let them go for now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-23559121230033773692015-09-12T14:40:00.000-07:002015-09-12T14:40:03.294-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-63313147142034753462015-09-08T10:11:00.000-07:002015-09-08T10:11:13.281-07:00Hunger Games question #3<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There are thousands of people with very strong opinions of which guy Katniss should hook up with. I’m going to explain why I would root for each one, so if you don’t want to read that, just skip ahead*. Gale and Katniss are best friends. Starvation and keeping their families alive brings them together. Early on in the first book, when Katniss is first reaped and taken to the Capitol, she doesn’t know what to do without Gale. They have always been a team, and suddenly she has another teammate who is not technically a teammate, but an enemy. When she is gone, he takes care of not only his family, but hers also, which shows compassion and loyalty. He doesn’t stop helping them even when Katniss and Peeta get up close and personal. And he doesn’t even know that Katniss is faking. But he will never understand what she went through and what conflicting emotions she has. But Peeta does, because he went through them two. I think Gale always thought that he and Katniss would end up together. Now for Peeta. He has always, from the moment he saw her, had a crush on her. When Katniss was starving, he gave her bread, even though his mother hurt him for it. And when they are both in the games, he is determined to let her live. When they get out of the first games, and Katniss tells him their love is all an act, he is crushed. But that doesn’t mean the act is over. They have to play it up for the Capitol and the District people. You never doubt his love for her. When they find out they’re going back in the games, he puts himself in to protect her. You have noticed that Katniss experienced slight twinges of attraction to Peeta, but can’t pick them out. But now, in the new Arena, when Peeta hits the forcefield and almost dies, you really see how much she loves him, and I think that is the moment she finds out she loves him too. When she is rescued from the games by District 13, but Peeta is not, she constantly worries about them torturing him. She finally convinces the officials of 13 to go get him, but when he turns up, and tries to hurt her, they realize he is hijacked. The struggle is now reversed. She loves him, but he does not love her. The line, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I must have loved you a lot.”</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> And Katniss’s response, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“You did.”</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Really shows how lost and gone the real Peeta is. In the end, Katniss helps Peeta find the lost bit of himself and he realizes he really does love her. This relationship is so intriguing because of the back and forth emotions going on. And it’s so comforting in the end when they both love each other and can be relatively happy. *I am rooting for Peeta. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-43082788594389495872015-09-08T10:10:00.000-07:002015-09-08T10:10:06.708-07:00Hunger Games question #2<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It is a personal choice to write however the author feels like. I think that making it first person allows the reader to get a peek into the protagonist’s head. When writing in third person, sometimes you get a look into other people’s minds as well, but when writing in first person, you (and the protagonist) have to guess at what goes on in other character’s brains. If Collins were to rewrite the Hunger Games, and she chose to put it in third person, the story wouldn’t have as many surprising and exciting pockets. We would know what was going on and what the other characters were doing. In some points, for example, when Peeta is taken to the Capitol and is hijacked, it would have been interesting to hear from his point of view, but we would know that he was being hijacked instead of discovering it with Katniss experiencing her shock and emotional trauma the way we do in first person. I like that it is written in present tense, we as readers get to be with Katniss in the moment and discover things when she discovers them instead of through a time-filter like we might in past tense.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-72491609536284119382015-09-08T10:09:00.000-07:002015-09-08T10:09:12.227-07:00Hunger Games question #1<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Like Katniss and Rue, I would form an alliance. Making friends can be helpful. Even though we would have to kill the other in the end. I can’t hunt, and I’m not very fast, so I would wait until the careers got what they wanted and then come back to the cornucopia for food and weapons. I would lay low, try not to draw attention to myself. I probably wouldn’t win the Hunger Games. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-61717859826283174952015-08-26T13:20:00.000-07:002015-08-26T13:20:20.597-07:00catching up with yo peeps<i>Salut! </i>(Hello)<br />
First of all, I want to say sorry for not posting in FO-EVA. A lot has been happening lately and also I'm a lazybutt. So, I went on a trip with the fam to Wisconsin for THREE WEEKS which was too long but still good. We got back about two weeks ago, and I have been busy since. While there, I finished the Hunger Games, (all of 'em) Divergent, (still waiting for Insurgent from the library) and Fangirl (an awesome book about a nerd starting college that EVERYONE should read). We started homeschooling this week and I have been helping with *SBC preparations. I have about four more weeks until we drive back up to Wisconsin and then I'm off to Seattle for ANOTHER THREE WEEKS. This fall, for dance, I'm taking hip hop, composition and performance, and ballet for teens. I have never taken ballet and can't wait. I ordered my new ballet shoes two days ago from <a href="http://www.discountdance.com/" target="_blank">Discount Dance Supply</a> which is a wonderful website store that has stuff for dancers and gymnasts and also they have awesome leg warmers. I will post pictures of *SBC soon, for those of you who are waiting for them.<br />
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*SBC (<i>Silver Baby Cup</i>) is a ramshackle freakshow golf tournament that is held every year by the previous winner. IT'S AWESOME!<br />
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<i>Salut! </i>(Goodbye)<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-21251616333206328732015-07-08T09:12:00.000-07:002015-07-08T09:12:15.821-07:00my 13th turningAt 2:56, Saturday, the 20th of June, I turned 13. I know in the past, i have done things like, eleven things you need to know about me when I turned eleven. So I'm going to do thirteen things you didn't know about me. Here we go...<br />
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<li>I can't stand the sound of nails on chalkboard</li>
<li>I have never had fish fingers and custard (if you get this DW joke, tell me in the comments)</li>
<li>I absolutely <i>LOVE</i> thunderstorms</li>
<li>My favorite animal is an elephant</li>
<li>If I had the choice to choose between throwing up or having diarrhea, I'd choose throwing up</li>
<li>I hate avocados</li>
<li>I prefer coffee to apple juice</li>
<li>I'm scared of heights</li>
<li>I'm a movie star (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2W8pDnWLbs" target="_blank">here's a link to one of my amazing performances</a>)</li>
<li>I want to be a graphic novel artist</li>
<li>One of my favorite movies is <i>Enchanted</i>. Look it up if you don't know it</li>
<li>I <i style="font-weight: bold;">LOVE</i> swimming in the ocean</li>
<li>I write books</li>
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<li>I got two chocolate bars from Pockets</li>
<li>I got colored pens from Erin</li>
<li>I got a stuffed Adipose from Ani</li>
<li>I got a home made Doctor Who TARDIS blanket from Mom</li>
<li>I got a Doctor Who <i>Don't Blink Weeping Angel</i> necklace from Dad</li>
<li>I got a <i>Wreck this journal</i> from Grandma D and Grandpa Greg</li>
<li>I got two pretty shirts from Morfar and Grandma Liz</li>
<li>I got the <i>Theatre Illuminata series</i> from Mormor</li>
<li>I got a Target gift card from Mormor</li>
<li>I got a Barns and Noble gift card from L.E.A.</li>
<li>I got another Chocolate bar from Abby</li>
<li>I got a beautiful home made necklace from Hannah</li>
<li>I got a sea green sweater from L.E.A.</li>
<li>I got a cheesecake from Erin</li>
<li>I got the Hunger Games books from Mom</li>
<li>I got a cute tank-top from L.E.A.</li>
<li>I got an <i>Inside Out </i>book from Grandma D and Grandpa Greg</li>
<li>I got a summer dress from L.E.A.</li>
<li>I got a shopping trip from Dad</li>
<li>I got a Doctor Who comic from L.E.A.</li>
<li>I got a sketch book Grandma D and Grandpa Greg</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-27595586206519924662015-06-04T09:21:00.000-07:002015-06-04T09:21:58.807-07:00Here's to The Doctor<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-38442947736574629222015-06-01T14:19:00.000-07:002015-06-01T14:19:24.301-07:00Eyes Like Stars<i>Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev</i> is one of my overall favorite books in the universe. I just finished, like, ten minutes ago. It's about this seventeen year old girl called Beatrice (Bertie) Shakespeare Smith. She lives in the Theatre Illuminata along with all the players from all the plays. I tried explaining this to my little sister, and she got mad at me, so if this confuses you, all I have to say is, <i>sorryyyyyy. I tried.</i> My dear friend Lilly recommended these books to me.<br />
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<li><i>Eyes Like Stars</i></li>
<li><i>Perchance To Dream</i></li>
<li><i>So Silver Bright</i></li>
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I think there are only three books. I will start the second one tonight. I can't wait. Really. I might burst in the middle of Big Hero 6 while eating potato chowder. </div>
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Click <i><a href="http://theatre-illuminata.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a></i> to be transported to the website about these a-mazing books. </div>
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I hope that you will check them out soon and read them, because they are extremely good and I LOVED the first one. </div>
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If you didn't know, my Mom and Dad have been actors since the beginning of time, so I have always been exposed to plays and theatres and backstage secrets. I always got to go backstage at all the productions that my Dad was involved in, if I wasn't in it. When I was seven, my Dad directed <i>Oliver!</i> by Charles Dickens. I was in it. I was an orphan and a pickpocket. I had a bunch of songs that I needed to sing with all the other orphans and pickpockets. I got to say one solo line. It was near the end of the play, when everyone is looking for Bill Sikes. I got to run onstage with a bunch of other kids and I got to yell, pointing toward Mr. Sikes, "LOOK! THERE HE IS!"</div>
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I was very proud of that line. Sorry, this post has turned out to be longer than I had planned. I think I'm just rambling now :P</div>
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xoxo</div>
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Eliza</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-11209572289192280512015-05-21T15:16:00.001-07:002015-05-21T15:16:30.961-07:00Congrats, Jessica!On Monday May 18th, my amazing cousin Jessica Robin Bliss had her first baby. It's a boy! His name is Lyle Owen Bliss Dalziel. He looks like a frog. My so very lucky mom got to fly to New Jersey to see them. I bet she's holding the baby right now. Hi, mom! Hi, Jessica and Ben and Calvin and Lyle! LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!! LITERALLY MY HEART IS BURSTING AND I THINK IT'LL BE MESSY! SORRY ABOUT THE COUCH, MOM.<br />
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xoxoxo<br />
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Eliza;)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701367679172386827.post-49158089443196744852015-05-15T14:06:00.000-07:002015-05-15T14:06:54.722-07:00Kentucky boundOn Monday, the 18th of May, my mom and dad and sister and I will be piling into the car and heading down to Kentucky. We are going to see dear relatives, Dave and Monica and Rio the dog and Lucy the goose (no offence, Lucy the person!) We will be staying two nights there, one in a hotel with a pool. YAY! But before we leave, mom and I are performing on Saturday and Sunday with our fellow Calliope Feminist Choir singers. Mom is a Soprano 2, I a Soprano 1. Apparently I can reach all those off-the-scale notes. That's news to me :) We have to wear purple for the performance, so I'm wearing a beautiful, long, purple and white patterned dress that goes over my toes, at least it did when I last wore it. Maybe I've grown. I hope so.<br />
I know my dear mother, Slim Pickins, will be posting all about our upcoming plans. Click <i><a href="http://plotfiftyfive.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here</a></i> to be transported to her blog, Plot55.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0