ants marching.

Today's list of awesomeness is as follows:

Napoleon Dynamite.

What?!?!?!? you mean to tell me that kip really doesn't dress in a polo and glasses? Uncle Rico? Is that Really you?!?!?! And NAPOLEON?!?!? Where might I ask is your glasses and boondoggle keychain and bellybutton-high jeans? This is abunch of nonsense!

Competition.

So it pretty much rocked. even thuogh the judges used us to judge the rest of the groups because we were first. So we didn't actually get a score or ranking. Pretty Sad. But this weekend is the big fat overnight trip to Mississippi. 8 hours on a bus, spend the night in a hotel, wake up at the crack of dawn and perform, wait till 9 that night to hear finals, then travel 8 hours home. Heck to the yes, it will be a blast!

Pinky the Possum.

Momma: "Wiiiilllllllllll, Chellllllllllllllllllll!!! There is an armadillo in our yard!!!!!!"

seeing as how brother william's most beloved animal creature is an armadillo-like so much that once we saw a dead one on the side of the road and he teared up. We stormed down the stairs and threw open the curtain only to see a small shadow wondering around the yard. So William and I being the adventurous children we are flew outside and sneaked upon the creature and photographed it and then it scurried along behind the garage. My camera died before i could get a good look at the darling little armadillo. But as I uploaded my pictures on the computer, I was saddened to learn that it wsa only a mangy little possum, or opossum. however you spell it. psh. boring!!!!!

This is my baby.

Carlos. I named him in honor of the Hangover which happens to be the greatest movie in existance. But it has been a great baby of 2 months. I have had many a photographic moment with him and have 3 rolls of film in my purse waiting to be developed!


Bradyn.
Most of you know of his comical ways. So I will humor you with another story from the adventures of bradyn. Well the other day, we awoke bright and early for school and w=brasdyn waddled down stairs with his eyes still closed and got a poptart and a cup and started didppind the poptart in a cup of invisible milk. poor thing forgot to pour some. It was rather hilarious though. He was so confused. But that same night, he ressurected the etch-a-sketch from its tomb at the bottom of the toybox and sketched a rather intricate design of scribble scrabble in the top corner. He was so proud of himself and showed it to mother and I. we asked "wow, its so pretty." momma whispered to me if I knew what it was. Bradyn goes "oh I know what it is..."
Yeah I guess you had to be there for it to be as funny as I thought it was. Just that it clearly is not anything, but in his mind it was a masterpiece. He told me what it was but I forgot.

oh yeah life goes on...

Sarah's post about her life got me thinking about my own life, too.

Where am I headed?

What college is right for me? Chattanooga? Carson Newman? Motlow???!!!

Is Interior Design really what I want to do? What about Business? Or Music Education? Or just Art?

Why can't I be in National Honor society when I am only .1 point off the requirement? Who decided to change the requirements from 3.5 to 4.0? Why did you do that? Did you know I already had it on my resume, or how about that I already had a costume picked out for the honor society halloween party that it 8 months away?

When was it okay for a friend to totally not inform you of anything in their life, such as getting a new boyfriend? Why has this specific friend always treated me like crap? Do they not trust me as a friend? Am I even a good friend?

Why is it so hard to find a daggum limo for prom? Since when is it not okay to drive yourself to prom?

Is it okay that I no longer enjoy church. I have been very busy ever since last December with school and Singers and life, and I have sort of grown out of the habit and desire to go anymore. My Sunday school teacher is rarely there, and when she isn't I feel that I do not get anything out of the lesson we have, for reason I will not go into on my blog. Maybe it is God telling me to go somewhere else, or keep trying harder, or I don't really know. But I really look forward to Big Stuf camp this summer. I am pretty sure I will change my view after that, but until then...?

Why do some people think the world will end in 2012? I know it sounds random and dumb to ask that, but do people seriously go through their life thinking that they know that it will happen then? I don't think it will at all, but what if it does? Will I be able to look back on my life and be happy with it? Will I ever get the chance to graduate college and get married and have kids? Yeah I know it's morbid to say that, but it kinda terrifies me a little bit!

Well after going back and reading all my thoughts, it really sounds like I am some freako emotional-wreck person, but I'm really not. I am actually very happy with my life! I am satisfied with my grades in school and I love my family so so so much! They make me smile. And my best friends are the greatest and I hope we can seriously be friends for a lifetime. I just have alot of thoughts and I get confused about my future alot.
But who doesn't?

I know I have the people that love me who will be there for me through thick and thin, ups and downs.

hey now, this is what dreams are made of.

So I was so excited that it was Thursday because that meant Vampy Diaries, but I turn on the TV at 6:59 only to find that it's a re-run! So I flip the channels only to find that The Lizzie Mcguire movie is the only thing on that is remotely interesting! I forgot how cool that movie is. Disney used to rock, now it's just annoying.

And look at this horrid picture of Larry Tudgeman that I found. Ew.

I also dug up this cute picture of me and Bradyn from 2007. How sweet. He was so little! Aw.

Disney World in less than 4 months. YAY! The only downside of the trip is that it will be Gay Days at Disney the entire week we are there. What a exciting vacation that will be.

My father has unfortunately been misinformed and brainwashed into believing that W is a vowel. Someone please explain!

My Prom Dress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

have a good week. :)

Lets do the time warp again!

This weekend has officially been named the longest weekend of my life. It is never ending. Let me tell you, competing in show choir is a workout that not many people will every fully understand. Here is the recap of the weekend:

Friday
8-3:30 is school

arrive home at 4 and prepare for the next days trip and grammie to arrive

8 gram gets here and i put my hair in hot rollers

11:45 finally get in bed and watch movies

Saturday

finally get to bed around 12:30

2:30 a.m. wake up and eat cereal

3:30 leave my house for school

4 a.m. depart THS for the 5 hour drive to Opelika Alabama

got in a 45 minute nap somewhere in the ride

10 a.m. we get to the show choir invitational and watch 1 group perform

12:30 we eat and get dressed in our show costumes

12:55 warm up

1:25 performance

2-5 we sit and watch other groups

6 ish we eat crappy, overpriced food in the cafeteria

7 we find out the top 5 finalists (not us)

8:30 decide to eat dinner at wonderful cracker barrel where they were out of mac and cheese

10 p.m. we depart for home

11:30 is when i actually got to sleep for 2 more hours but kept getting woke up from Parls laughing very annoyingly loud

Sunday

get home around 2:30. we are all forced to unload the bus before we can depart

3:30 a.m. was the time that I eventually got to sleep

gram left some time in there

sleep sleep sleep sleep

5:45 i was awoke from insane hunger. it was then that I realized that I had not eaten in about 20 hours.

so i ate some more cereal and then a baked potato and then some ice cream.

Photographs of the fun weekend:

finals.



rockelle, me, and KK being silly

pretty.

LT and I after performing! When our adrenaline was still keeping us awake!

all the girlies matched accidetally!

bahaha A Gray and Heath on the bus.

Kevin snuggling Jay. presh.

Corwin and Andrew playing the peg game at Cracker Barrel. What is that game even called?!

"I painted you a picture"

I have never seen the 2 of them this non-crazy!

surviving off of water and laughter. We were so dead tired.

Overall, it was a fun weekend! Cannot wait till PEE-tal!

Ocho.

Eight things I am passionate about:
*music-all kinds, just none of that freak face screamo crap. and Lacrymosa=death.
*family time. And my few close best friends.
*photography, especially film on my canon rebel, and photoshop
*design. I would like to go to college and study interior. but I enjoy graphic, like computer and clothing design as a hobby
*God. here lately, I have not been getting much out of my church, but I think it means that God wants me to grow closer to him on my own. I still listen to praise and worship music and read my bible as much as I can, and cannot wait until Bigstuf Camp this June. It's the one thing that keeps me going.
*Nicholas Sparks novels. It's a recent obsession that I think will last a lifetime.
*Sleep. Yes, it sounds silly and cliche, but i value sleep time more than most things.
*Italiano. Basically, I could live off of ravioli, lasagna, spaghetti, cheese sticks, bruchetta, manicotti, vodka sauce, and garlic bread.

Eight things I do all the time (lately):
*look for colleges. I have narrowed it down to about 5 of my favorites
*practice for out AristoCats show. "Lets do the time warp again....."
*read. Nicholas Sparks, Sarah Dessen, stupid AP English books about dying. yeah...i'm a nerd.
*watch Malcolm in the Middle. Can you believe they show that show on Nikelodeon?!
*Sing. It just comes natural to me. kind of like breathing.
*Laugh. When in doubt, laugh. When in an akward situation, laugh. When you are happy, laugh.
A day without laughter is a day wasted.
*Hate the snow. And winter, and ice, and cold wind. I require sunshine, a suntan, and 80 degrees to be content.
*tan in a can. helps you not to feel so anemic in the dead of winter.

Eight things I want to do before I die:
*Swim with dolphins
*visit Greece
*Get married and have a family
*sky dive. I will willingly jump out of a plan 10,000 feet above the earth. i will.
*go to the college of my dreams and figure out what I want to do with my life.
*run a marathon. like actually finish one. all 26.2 miles!!!!
*stop feeling obligated to spend time with people that bring me down because they arent worth it in the long run.
*Read the bible.

Eight things I need right now:
*the beach
*a prom dress and a limo that costs less than 70 dollars a person
*a day to sleep for as long as i want. getting up early sucks.
*some chocolate chip cookies. yummy!!!
*to yell at one specific person. just yell at them and let them know how i really feel about them.
*more time in the day to sit and do nothing.
*a job would be nice...
*water. im thirsty

Eight favorite restaurants:
*olive garden
*o'charleys
*sonic
*casa mexico
*outback steakhouse
*rafaels
*Shout!
*Cheesecake Factory

Eighth picture in the Eighth folder

If I had a genie, I would wish 3 twice baked potatoes.

Seventeen.

Adrian and I both have birthdays in February, hers is the 9th(which is today, so happy birthday Adrian if you read this) and mine was the 4th! Well we were both turning the big 17, much to my parent's dismay. And seeing as how nobody celebrates being 17. Everybody has a sweet sixteen and of course celebrating turning legal at 18, so we took it upon ourselves to throw a big birthday bash. and the theme was

CHOCOLATE.

But before I elaborate on that party, there was my family birthday! Gram, Uncle Robbie, Aunt Tina, Madison, Allie, and Papaw were all supposed to venture up to our house for the party weekend, but due to the inclimate weather, it left them stranded in Mississippi. But good ole' Papaw managed to make the icey journey just fine and we all celebrated anyway! I recieved a

B-E-A-utiful Pearl ring with tiny diamonds that will serve as my class ring. I love it. don't my my ugly fingernails.

Also, I given a calendar made by momma, The Time Traveler's Wife movie (soo good!), and moolah! Then we all played in the snow!

Now to the friend party...

the amazing cake.

We melted chocolate chips and made each guests initials and the froze it.
yummylicious.

The group.


Us blowing out the candles!!!!

thanks everybody for a wonderful sweet seventeen! :)

Breathe, Just Breathe.

Thoughts about life:
1. Why is the incredibly difficult decision of deciding what you are going to do in life, career-wise, thrusted upon you at such a young age?

2. Since when is it okay for one person to boss everybody around when they are no better or older than you?

3. Is prom really all that it's hyped up to be? people are already finding dates, dresses and making dinner reservations at restaraunts an hour away, when its 3 months away?

4. Why isn't there a Mister America? Anybody?! feel free to explain!

5. How is it that I can watch A Walk to Remember a hundred times, over and over again, and never get tired of it?

6. If I could eat blueberry muffins every day of my life, I would. Forever. Is this a problem?

7. Is it natural to have senioritis as a Junior?Every morning, I think of ways to convince myself that it's okay to stay home from school.

8. How is it that I look at my cat and think of febreze? It makes no since to me...

9. Why can't I get a job? Why?

10. Why can't Star Hollow on Gilmore girls be real?

11. What are you thinking right now?