February 13, 2012

snow day?

There was much anxiety about the impending ice and blizzard.

Do we have milk and eggs? everyone wondered. (Sarcasm. It rarely snows even in inch here, so when it does, there is much...preparation!)

I woke up this morning at 6:45 and immediately looked out the window. Snow falling. That was a good sign! I crawled back in bed, determined not to go to sleep until The Email was sent declaring the fate of all the students of Comm. Central. I finally got up, worried that I would be disappointed and not have a lunch made in time.

My mother came in and announced the Snow Day! I smiled cheerily, if a bit sleepily, and got back in bed. I slept 'til 8:30, something that I had not done on a Monday the whole school year.

I put on a abnormally cute outfit, which consisted of grey jeans, a red shirt, one of my dad's huge blue sweaters, and a pretty necklace. It was what I was going to wear to Comm, but I wouldn't have been able to stand not wearing it after so much thought had gone into it! Yes, I am strange, and go through little clothing phases like everyone else.

I even studied today. Aren't you proud of me? It felt like I was being handed 24 hours on a silver plate. I never get anything done on Mondays because classes don't count.

I sat around. I lounged around. I drank tea by the fire. I wore two pairs of socks. I read 3/4th of Many Waters by: Madeline L'Engle and finished it.

The clouds got exausted after an inch and stopped. Stopped snowing, that is. They rained and sleeted and drizzled for a while longer. None of the snow stuck, but I wasn't planning on going outside anyway.

That's how snow days go in the South.


one mouse to change the world...

I love Disney. What else is there to say?

Disney: impacting children's lives for 89 years.

This is the real Disney

This is not. Did I really just post that?

Disney also encompasses all of this

Please don't take this seriously, I wouldn't want your children to miss out!

Of course, it also did this...

February 12, 2012

Woe is me!

...A gruesome story.
By: KeKeJ
Editing by: Your's truly

Well, we were chatting on teh interwebz the other day. I started getting hyper and saying really funny things, which were probably only funny to us at the time. For instance, I made up this number: Porpskillion. It's a big number. Anyway, she decided that she was going to die from the giggles, and told this haunting tale....

"I (this is her talking) might never get over the giggles, you never know. And it will be all your fault, and you will come cry over my grave, and you will die from depression, but with a repentant heart...

You will say, 'Oh, if only I had never made KeKeJ laugh so much, none of this would have happened. Where did my life go so wrong? I wish I could undo the past... oh woe is me. Alas for sueth! I am troubled!'"

(I jump in, seeing that she fell into a trap and called herself troubled) "You are troubled!"
continuing...'Oh, woe is me, woe is me.'
"What is this? I hear a young merry voice." (referring to my joke about being troubled)

"Child! beware! Never make your friends laugh! It will be their undoing!
"You will be lone and lorn, and brought lower than the grave itself!"

'Oh, woe is me!
"And then you will go moaning and weeping through the streets, and become the terror of the town, with your hair torn, gnashing your teeth, and wailing. And then, once you're dead, a legend will be created about your ghost. Thousands will claim to have felt the touch of your icy fingers, and to hear you weeping on their doorstep. Others will claim to have seen you on the river bank, staring into the tormenting depths...at war with yourself."

" 'oh, woe is me!' they will hear you say. 'Woe, woe, woe unto me.' "

"Old ladies will talk amongst themselves...
'Is not this the very girl whom we used to speak to on occasion, and whom  we treated on an equal footing with ourselves? What has been her undoing? Where did her life go so wrong?'

Every Thursday night, at 2:17 am, you will be seen on the hill of my burial, wondering about, from grave to grave, but ever avoiding the sight of mine. Officers will try to catch you, but you are too nimble for them, even in your old age, darting about through the markers, weaving through the gloom until you make your escape.
None will no where you have gone. Folks will say you fled to France, but no reports have sprung from there. Only in (my city) do they remain, forever more. The story of you, wandering through the river banks, stumbling around the streets, scrambling about the town, wailing,'Beware the fate of me, the Great Undone.'

The End"

Isn't it sad?! I laughed for so long about this! I hope you can understand, as it did require a lot of editing! Please refer to me as the Great Undone and tell this story after I am dead. Thanks.

-Great Undone

February 8, 2012

bBj's Words o' Wisdom

Think for a minute. You know that thing that you been wanting to do for a long time, like driving one of those old-lady-car-baskets in Walmart? Maybe it's a bucket list type thing, or maybe it's small. I did one of those on Monday! All of which reminds me: write out bucket list and post it! Where was I? Ah yes...

So, I was being driven home from Comm. Central. Madre was driving, and we had two of my friends and one of their little sisters in the backseat.

We were at a stop light with about six cars in front of us. A lot of construction was going on in the area.

Directly to our right were ten or so workers and a couple of supervisors digging a hole. I have no idea what for, because I know nothing about construction, but it was a big hole. I don't know, about ten feet deep?

Madre reminded me of the thing that I had been wanting to do for so long, and I tried to get the girls to do with me, but they chickened out.

I rolled the windows down and yelled "CAREFUL MISTER, THERE'S A HOLE THERE!!!" to the workers who were, in fact, digging the hole. I flashed the supervisor a thumbs-up, and when we drove off, they were still laughing!

Weird? Yes. Hilarious? Yes. *chuckles to self*

Would you do that? Let me know if you do!

February 7, 2012

my costume

So this was my costume for a movie themed party! Do ya like it?

The dress was a friend's, the gun was a friend's, and my sister did my hair! I'm so self-sufficient.

My messy room...and the costume!

That's a weird face... but the real DL44!

Isn't it gorgimous? Even when messy?
So, yeah, I was Princess Leia! I won Best Star Wars Costume, which really isn't that pathetic. There were three Star Wars costumed people.

Are you gonna see TPM in 3D? I sure hope I am, but don't know when. I'm not a fan of 3D, but wasn't old enough to have experienced any SW in theaters, so this is a must.


PS - I typed "Leila" before "Leia" both times. :) You know who you are!

February 1, 2012

grey skies

It's pouring at my place. The sheets of water make white waves in my culdesac.

I've been mentioning rain these last few posts, so I figured that I should devote a whole post to it.

I love rain. Maybe not more than sunshine, but definitely equally.

Well, not when the wind sounds scary, or family members are out driving, or you're stuck at school (which I have been because of flooding), or sirens are going off, or your roof is in danger of being whipped off...

...but when the rain hits the windows and makes that sound...

...when the sky is just a low wall of darkness, and makes the world feel small, but not crushing...

...when lightning flashes and shows you the glory of God Almighty...

...when thunder makes you look up in apprehension...

...when your soul can feel itself being washed clean as you think of nothing at all...

...when you swear that the electricity in the clouds affects your blood...

...when soup, chili, and hot cocoa is called for...

...when friends are stranded at your house for long periods of time...

...when you run outside in old clothes and dance...

...when it's not too cold and not too hot, but just right...

...when you stare at the water hitting the pavement for so long that you can actually see the faeries...

...that's when I like rain more than sunshine.


One of those days

I had one of those days yesterday.

Not the kind when your hair goes in every possible direction.

Not when you trip over everything.

Not when you lose every train of thought that ever thought about boarding.

Not when you get super distracted over dumb things.

Not when you feel all depressed for no reason.

BUT, the kind where everything goes right!

It was great! I woke up at 6am, which, as some of you know, is something that can be likened to climbing Mt. Everest for me. Not only that, but I woke up refreshed and ready to kick that puppy! Or take on the day, whichever you prefer.

I started doing homework at 6:30am and worked without getting distracted ALL day! I got so much done! I did have to hide in my attic space with two blankets and a heater so I wouldn't disturb Stanley with the light. It did end up being quite cozy though!

I made dinner that night, because this is my week, and it actually tasted good! I'm not a terrible cook, but I usually cook boring, freezer food, which isn't scrumptious. Anyway, I did made mashed potatoes, that weren't instant!

The weather was amazing, even though I spent very little time outside. It smelled like rain and the clouds were dark. There's a 100% chance of rain today or something. Weird, because it's bright outside of my window...

I didn't get a chance to read, which was sad, but I did get an invite to lunch for tomorrow!

I hope everything is going as well for you as me right now!

bBj :)