Goodbye my little blog! I am leaving you!
But just for three weeks! :) But I'm gonna be helping ceri with the blog for the filming project, everything awesome that happens during Hawaii tour will be blogged about. www.helpindailyliving.blogger.com
There's gonna be a bunch of people who write posts on that one so read it!
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
CANDY LAND!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just realized that I start all my posts with some dramatic word or "sound". Heehee, yup that's me, the very hyper drama queen!
GUESS WHAT??!!! Wow I did it again....anyway, I'm a happy little sophomore right now! I get candy...lots of candy....GIANT LOLLIPOPS! *grins* Megan is having candy garlands and bouquets of candy and a candy bar...It's like my happy place where I go in Socials class! Yes....my happy place is candy land. This is SO AWESOME! I get to see my family, go on Facebook, and go to my happy place all at the same time! And to top it off apparently according to my sister they put candy corn in lollipops sometimes. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT EXISTED!!!!!!!! I'm gonna be more hyper at this wedding then ever before...And Megan thought I've been hyper for the last 16 years....hehe just wait and see sissy!
I just realized that I start all my posts with some dramatic word or "sound". Heehee, yup that's me, the very hyper drama queen!
GUESS WHAT??!!! Wow I did it again....anyway, I'm a happy little sophomore right now! I get candy...lots of candy....GIANT LOLLIPOPS! *grins* Megan is having candy garlands and bouquets of candy and a candy bar...It's like my happy place where I go in Socials class! Yes....my happy place is candy land. This is SO AWESOME! I get to see my family, go on Facebook, and go to my happy place all at the same time! And to top it off apparently according to my sister they put candy corn in lollipops sometimes. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT EXISTED!!!!!!!! I'm gonna be more hyper at this wedding then ever before...And Megan thought I've been hyper for the last 16 years....hehe just wait and see sissy!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Pics of Mud Football
Hello people! I just got done with a Bible test! :) And now have the rest of the class period to do whatever, hence blog spot.
So I'm pretty excited! Filming is in 4 days! Then no school for 3 weeks!!!!!!!!! This is just so dang exciting!
And the most exciting news? I have pics of mud football!
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Hello world! I am preppy!
Oh my word! What a week!
Me and Saraiah had a bright idea, what would happened if we switched clothes? Not that cool right? Well....you see, she is a MAJOR prep! She wears name brands, pink, cardigans, and flats. I wear gypsy skirts, jeans, plaid, and converse. And then there's the matter of hair, she ALWAYS does her hair, I rarely do. So we switched EVERYTHING for a week. It was majorly epic! Everyone got us mixed up since we both have kinda the same color and length of hair. So people were really freaked out, the whole cafe stopped and stared and whispered. It was kinda awkward....I think I'm getting the worst end of it, she made me wear a pink cardigan, curled my hair into huge ringlets, and made me carry lip gloss and bobby pins in my pocket! It was horrible...
OOOO! And I got my filming violin today...what a piece of junk! OK so I could deal with the ugliness, but you cant tune the stinken thing! I broke a string just trying to tune it barely at all. It was sad...
Mr Kris got mad at me again today in MG...I never cease to make that man angry. Apparently I was going to slow or something, he scares me on SO many levels!
Me and Saraiah had a bright idea, what would happened if we switched clothes? Not that cool right? Well....you see, she is a MAJOR prep! She wears name brands, pink, cardigans, and flats. I wear gypsy skirts, jeans, plaid, and converse. And then there's the matter of hair, she ALWAYS does her hair, I rarely do. So we switched EVERYTHING for a week. It was majorly epic! Everyone got us mixed up since we both have kinda the same color and length of hair. So people were really freaked out, the whole cafe stopped and stared and whispered. It was kinda awkward....I think I'm getting the worst end of it, she made me wear a pink cardigan, curled my hair into huge ringlets, and made me carry lip gloss and bobby pins in my pocket! It was horrible...
OOOO! And I got my filming violin today...what a piece of junk! OK so I could deal with the ugliness, but you cant tune the stinken thing! I broke a string just trying to tune it barely at all. It was sad...
Mr Kris got mad at me again today in MG...I never cease to make that man angry. Apparently I was going to slow or something, he scares me on SO many levels!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Home...
YAY! YAY! YAY! We're going to Hawaii in a week! WHOOooOOOT! This is SO exciting! What kinda stuff do you bring to Hawaii? Do you think I'll need a pillow? Probly not...who needs pillows?
Oh guess what I got yesterday....free labor, but not just 1 hour, nope not 2 either....So now your thinking wow 3 hours! What did she do? But no....I got 11.5 hours! Ya see.... It all kinda builds up. So I'll be having a grand time this Sunday. heehee.
I have an Argumentative essay to work on, we have to find a controversial subject and write 5-10 pages on it. I'm doing mine on the Ark of the covenant. Where is it? Was it found? Did Osama Bin Laden really try to bomb the mountain it's hidden in. Is it under the dome of the rock? I'll be covering these myths and more in my article. It's the most interesting essay I've ever written! Because it's something that I care about, something that actually makes a difference to me personally.
I've decided where I belong. Where home is. My brother told me once, "America is my motherland, but Albania is my homeland." And it's true, my heart is in "my" country. I say Albania is my country because even if I no longer live there, that's where my heart is. I dont hang an American flag on my wall, I hang an Albanian flag. When I get homesick I miss Albania. North America is so different. In Albania we have a culture, everyone is courteous, you visit with people constantly, I love everything about our culture. The bargaining in the market, the loving people, the loud Albanian music blaring from the speakers in the outdoor market, the gypsy weddings with the bright colors and the coins dangling from everything in sight. The smells of home, spices mixed with horses, dirt, and rotten fish. It sounds odd that I would miss that smell, but it's home. I miss the crowd of little gypsy kids following me around the market, clinging to my skirt, calling me to look at the toys being sold. These are MY people, they love me and I love them, home isn't a house, it isn't where you go on break or even where your entire family is. Home is where your heart is, and my heart is with my people, my culture, my language, my country. Te dua shqiperia.
Oh guess what I got yesterday....free labor, but not just 1 hour, nope not 2 either....So now your thinking wow 3 hours! What did she do? But no....I got 11.5 hours! Ya see.... It all kinda builds up. So I'll be having a grand time this Sunday. heehee.
I have an Argumentative essay to work on, we have to find a controversial subject and write 5-10 pages on it. I'm doing mine on the Ark of the covenant. Where is it? Was it found? Did Osama Bin Laden really try to bomb the mountain it's hidden in. Is it under the dome of the rock? I'll be covering these myths and more in my article. It's the most interesting essay I've ever written! Because it's something that I care about, something that actually makes a difference to me personally.
I've decided where I belong. Where home is. My brother told me once, "America is my motherland, but Albania is my homeland." And it's true, my heart is in "my" country. I say Albania is my country because even if I no longer live there, that's where my heart is. I dont hang an American flag on my wall, I hang an Albanian flag. When I get homesick I miss Albania. North America is so different. In Albania we have a culture, everyone is courteous, you visit with people constantly, I love everything about our culture. The bargaining in the market, the loving people, the loud Albanian music blaring from the speakers in the outdoor market, the gypsy weddings with the bright colors and the coins dangling from everything in sight. The smells of home, spices mixed with horses, dirt, and rotten fish. It sounds odd that I would miss that smell, but it's home. I miss the crowd of little gypsy kids following me around the market, clinging to my skirt, calling me to look at the toys being sold. These are MY people, they love me and I love them, home isn't a house, it isn't where you go on break or even where your entire family is. Home is where your heart is, and my heart is with my people, my culture, my language, my country. Te dua shqiperia.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Where do I live?
Oh my! What a week! So many exciting things happened!
1. I cut my hair, gonna taking some getting used to this short!
2. Saraiah got in a car accident with Mr luchak, Cyrus, Danielle, Melissa, and Nolan. They were coming back from Double bass lessons. So they stayed in Hope for like 2 days! Just got back this morning, pretty exciting stuff.
3. Dad called and told me I might get to go "home" (FL) for a week this summer! Right after grad!
I'm still really confused as to where home is, because everyone has their different ideas of what "home" is. I asked someone where my home was and they said "where do your parents live?" Albania but I dont live there anymore. "so where do you go home on breaks?" I stay at school and work. Or go to my grandparents. So WHERE DO I LIVE?!!!
AHHH!!!! Late to ENglish! ADIOS!
1. I cut my hair, gonna taking some getting used to this short!
2. Saraiah got in a car accident with Mr luchak, Cyrus, Danielle, Melissa, and Nolan. They were coming back from Double bass lessons. So they stayed in Hope for like 2 days! Just got back this morning, pretty exciting stuff.
3. Dad called and told me I might get to go "home" (FL) for a week this summer! Right after grad!
I'm still really confused as to where home is, because everyone has their different ideas of what "home" is. I asked someone where my home was and they said "where do your parents live?" Albania but I dont live there anymore. "so where do you go home on breaks?" I stay at school and work. Or go to my grandparents. So WHERE DO I LIVE?!!!
AHHH!!!! Late to ENglish! ADIOS!
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