awesome.

what a great weekend. not.

from wednesday-friday. it was awesome.

I got my braces off.

Which is awesome.

I've gotten a lot of compliments, which is good. unless they are lying. which would suck.

We won our softball game. So we were rewarded, by not having practice for TWO DAYS STRAIGHT. which is a big deal. usually, by the end of practice I am throwing up. so two days of not throwing up? awesome. I'll take it.

BUT.

What is going to happen when we get back?

A big butt whoopin?

Probably.

Life is silly.

So is running around for practice. I mean really? What are we practicing? Running? WHY!? How much do we run in softball? Almost none. At least when you compare it too soccer or football. Silly. Silly. Silly.

fly.

I feel like a fly.
A fly that is trapped.
Trapped in a house.
I don't feel like a bird, birds are free, and their life's are long.
A fly is trapped inside a house, and I feel like the house I am trapped in is colorful and magnificent.
A flies life short, and when I say short I mean one month short.
I feel like a fly, stuck in a beautiful house full of wonder and enjoyment, except I am stuck, stuck in this house, and I will never get out. My life is short, with so much to do, and I will never do everything I want to. So I will sit there in that house, and do nothing with my month short life. I will buzz around, but that is about it. Nothing special, nothing amazing. A fly will never change someones life. A fly will never be remembered. A fly will be forgotten.

I don't want to be a fly. But right now, I sure do feel like one.

realizing.

This week has been full of realization. Which is a good thing, mostly.

I realized people will talk about people behind their backs. Even if they are standing right there.
I realized parents can be too strict or not strict enough.
I realized that curiosity doesn't always kill the cat, sometimes it gives the cat some warm delicious milk.
I realized the present is a present.
I realized that doing something over and over isn't going to change the outcome.
I realized people will always be difficult.
I realized it will never hurt to ask for help.
I realized if you try to hard to impress other people, you will lose yourself.
I realized people can't make you do anything, yes they can trick you into doing something, but you are the one that fell for it.
I realized bad things do happen to good people, thus, good things happen to bad people.
I realized people deserve a second chance, but maybe not a fourth or seventh.
I realized there are always going to be people out there who are selfish and want to hurt you.

I guess realizing things are good. Unless they change how you look towards things or people. I don't want how I look at a person to change just because I realize something. Change can be good. Keyword: CAN. Change isn't amazing. I have this quote by my bed, so here it is:

"There is a tendency to think of change as the enemy. Many of us are suspect of change and will often fight and resist it before we have even discovered what the actuall effects will be. When change is thought through carefully, it can produce the most rewarding and profound experiences in life" - Marvin J. Ashton.

So if we accept change, it will be great. But if you are a stick in the mud when it comes to change, like myself, you won't really like realizing things.

Slow down.

I need a pause button.
A giant, red, flashy, exceptional, super, historic, superior, prominent, striking, lasting, button.
This pause button will fix everything.
It will help me sort through things.
I can't wait for this button to show up in my life.


One thing I hope that I do in my teens is be respectful. Towards everyone. I hope I never show people the least bit of disrespect. I hope I never make the mistake of treating someone how I wouldn't want to be treated. I want to be able to make someone's day, not break it. I want to compliment people everyday. I never want to think less of someone. Everyone is a child of God. I don't want to judge them because of their actions. I want my smile to make people feel good.

cuarto.

I am sitting here in my room. And I figured I could write about the things in my room that I love.

Gus (aka my laptop). I don't know what I would do without it. It saves me from the fiery depths of barbie.com and nickjr.com which have corrupted our family computer. Instead Gus, is just Gus, no Barbies orBackyardigans. Gus likes facebook, my blog, hulu, youtube, sparknotes, and lone peak. Nothing big, nothing flashy, just Gus.

SmartWater. Simply put, I love SmartWater.

Kindle. I love reading, and I always have. And this little wondrous thing called the Kindle helps me buy books, read books, and buy more books. Fast. I'm sooo close to finishing one of my books on there. In fact, that is what I will do after I'm done writing this nonsense.

Grandma Earrings. Did you know that earrings is spelled with two R's? I had no clue. I guess that goes to show highlights really do affect your brain. I sure do love my earrings. I wear a different pair all the time. What do I do when I get home from school? Change into a different pair of earrings. Are you planning on getting me a present? Get me grandma earrings. They should be studs, big, and either white, pink, pearl, or black. Thanks. (:

Shamu. First off, Shamu is a boy. I know that at SeaWorld Shamu is a girl, but at the Farr's house, Shamu is a boy. He is my baby boy. I've had him since I was six, and sleep with him every night, other than when I'm gone. I know that is childish to sleep with a stuffed animal, but guess what, Shamu is not a stuffed animal. One of his fins is falling off, his stomach isn't white anymore, and his eyes have seen better days. (Literally) Shamu is awesome. You don't think so? Than you can come and talk to him. Ps. He is a killer whale.

Bathsheba. Actually, I hate Bathsheba. He is a stupid fish that doesn't swim. All he does is sit there, eats, and pees and poops in his water. Stupid fish. The reason Bathseba is in this list is because I love my friends that are also owners of Bathsheba. Franny and Asian. (:

Well. I'm tired. And this post is pointless, I just don't want to go to bed, which defeats the comment of "I'm tired". But whatever. I'm going to bed. (: