I remember last year, I went to Valleyscare with Nick and his friends, but this year i'm going TRICK OR TREATING again!! :D
It was so amazing in 8th Grade. I went with Heather, who was a gangster, and I was a german bar maid. I had the long skirt, the blouse, the stockings, and even a corset (it was stirophone, though, so it ripped the next day). We went to the area around Sheran's house. The people there are so conciderate, they give you about 5 pieces per house or more! It was pretty sweet. ;) I got so much candy, in fact, that I got sick the next day from only eating 1/4th of it. Meh, So I like to think that I learned something... to drink lots of water if you happen to get that much candy and eat it all at once. :)
This year, though, i'm going with Abby, Ava, Ruben, Bryce, Isaac, Rowan, Annie, etc. We're all going to be in costumes, running around Isaac and Rowan's neighborhood like the angst teenagers we are. They say it's a pretty good neighborhood to do this at, so I hope they're right... :PI think this'll be pretty fun. :)
But, it can't be better than last night. Oh, last night couldn't be beat by anything! It was my halloween party, and maybe there were too many people crammed into one room, but everyone seemed to be having a fun time, all 19 of them. :D And about 5 people got married that night; Abby and I, Gay Terrorist and Panda, Forrest and Whip Cream. <- I don't even know why...
Anyways, I gots to go. I'll see you all in the next post. :D
Saturday, October 31
Wednesday, October 14
HEY
Another touchy topic (and very feely): Depression.
I think I already vented about those who pretend to be depressed to sound cool (which I still do not understand), but here's another vent.
If you are depressed, that's a lot of damage to your system if you just sit there and let it take over. Your immune system can actually weaken, you become fatigued more easily, you lose interest in almost anything and everything (sometimes living itself). If you talk to someone about it right away, you could be helped. Then the symptoms can be lessened dramatically, and you can be yourself again. In most cases, depression doesn't just "go away over time"; trust me, I've learned this.
But those that stay depressed blab on about it, like "Well, Imma go to bed before this depression kicks in" or "I guess my depression's going to ruin that carnival i was going to go to... gonna suck." They really annoy me. I just want to scream, "TALK TO ME ABOUT IT!"
And they shrug it off and say, "Oh, i'll live. I'll be fine."
well, they're not going to be fine when they're at the carnival and they're not having a great time because their depression is ruining their fun. If I were to recommend anything, it's to eat certain seafoods, and 1 chocolate every day for lunch. Seafood has Omega 3 (especially salmon), and chocolate has a certain chemical that makes someone feel better. :)
That's why my mother had a little bag of chocolates in the medicine cabinet when I was in 8th grade. I would always take one and feel better at school than if i didn't.
eh, i got to go to school soon, then BRANDON"S PARTY!! :D FUN!
Let's hope it'll be a blast. ;D
I think I already vented about those who pretend to be depressed to sound cool (which I still do not understand), but here's another vent.
If you are depressed, that's a lot of damage to your system if you just sit there and let it take over. Your immune system can actually weaken, you become fatigued more easily, you lose interest in almost anything and everything (sometimes living itself). If you talk to someone about it right away, you could be helped. Then the symptoms can be lessened dramatically, and you can be yourself again. In most cases, depression doesn't just "go away over time"; trust me, I've learned this.
But those that stay depressed blab on about it, like "Well, Imma go to bed before this depression kicks in" or "I guess my depression's going to ruin that carnival i was going to go to... gonna suck." They really annoy me. I just want to scream, "TALK TO ME ABOUT IT!"
And they shrug it off and say, "Oh, i'll live. I'll be fine."
well, they're not going to be fine when they're at the carnival and they're not having a great time because their depression is ruining their fun. If I were to recommend anything, it's to eat certain seafoods, and 1 chocolate every day for lunch. Seafood has Omega 3 (especially salmon), and chocolate has a certain chemical that makes someone feel better. :)
That's why my mother had a little bag of chocolates in the medicine cabinet when I was in 8th grade. I would always take one and feel better at school than if i didn't.
eh, i got to go to school soon, then BRANDON"S PARTY!! :D FUN!
Let's hope it'll be a blast. ;D
Saturday, October 10
Another touchy feely topic
I was hanging out with some great friends yesterday after school, Camille and Peter. We were just walking and chilling, going to the green chair and talking. I had some money so we got some snacks... then Camille had to leave. So we walked back to my place so that she could get picked up. When she got picked up, Peter disbanded and I went inside to make dinner.
When I'm done MAKING dinner, Amy tells me to get ready. "what?" I ask.
"For dinner."
"I just made dinner." o.O
"Oh, but mom's taking me out. You should come with." ^-^
"Oh, OK. DAD, here's dinner." ^u^
We went to Red lobster and I got Shrimp and a lobster tail. It was OK... though I could have made better...
So when i get home, I go on the computer and play WOW for the first time in about 3 weeks!
Later I go on Facebook and chat with Isaac; he's at Brandon's house. Since they're about 5 blocks away, i ask if i can hang out with them (seeing as it's 9:30 on a Friday and I really should get out tonight since I have nothing better to do here.). After the 'thumbs up', I grab a sweater and in about 5 minutes I'm over there. It was pretty cool until 11:30, when my dad asks where I am. We get that figured out that he will pick me up around 12.
I stay til my dad shows up, and I come home and sleep.
I actually had a GOOD dream. this is the second day in a row. :) Usually they're just nonsensical dreams that switch from theme to theme and character to character or just really bad dreams. But this dream was so sweet. :)
This is what I need more often.
but what I want to vent about today is alcohol. Yep, I'm pulling this bugger out of the box...
I don't know why this came up in my train of thoughts, but it seems to be a very opinionated topic. I've heard both sides, so I'm not just venting for no reason; I just want to get some facts straight.
Let's start...
Back a long, long, LONG time ago, people in the Neolithic revolution stopped hunting and gathering and started domesticating and farming. This has NOTHING to do with booze, but a long time ago someone did create the process of brewing beer and distilling vodka and making tequila and all that jazz. It's basically a toxic liquid, poisoning your blood and numbing your senses, but it gave you a good feeling most of the time. Thus, people continued brewing and fermenting.
Now, for those who have a problem with drinking, there are many reasons. One is just plain selfishness, arrogance, and stupidity; they just do it to get drunk and then it becomes a habit. Another reason could be depression, where booze helps get rid of the icky feelings when sometimes really it just makes the problem worse (kind of the same with drugs). Another reason could be that it runs in your family, that your family tree's history has had a problem with booze. What I find funny is the things that come with certain drinks. Like my friend's father, he drinks beer, and he used to drink it A LOT compared to the average person; he wasn't an alcoholic though, don't get me wrong. He understood that it wasn't good for him, so he switched to wine sometimes, until he finally said, "you know what? screw this! I'm just going to cut down on booze."
And he did. He's got less beer in the house and goes out less to get one. When he goes to the bar, he orders a lemonade or just a water, even sweet tea. He takes a break from this once in a while at home, but except for that he's pretty clean. :D I'm so proud of her for supporting him through this; I know it must have been difficult for her.
But, before he quit, he was pretty unfit. He went to the gym almost every morning, but when you drink beer as much as he did, you get a tummy problem. It's called a beer belly, and it's from the fats in beer that stay in your stomach. You've heard of a six pack; try tapping a KEG!
And wine. I know many people who are normally fit and drink wine, but I know many more skinny people who drink wine. I find it pretty funny. :)
Fun Fact
It's been proven that a glass of red wine a day helps your heart, but more than 4 glasses (3 if you have a low blood potency) can increase your chances of getting liver disease and cancers. But, if controlled right, booze can do little to even no damage to your overall health. But to be safe, try to wait til you're 21 to do the really hard liquors, and NEVER overdo it. I can't stress this enough.
I recommend not trying Vodka for your first drink, since I've learned it's hard to tell how much you've had until you've had a little too much. And since it blends in with almost whatever flavor added to it, it's hard to tell how much is in it unless you've measured it out.
Again, sorry for the really touchy topic.
Just had to get it out somehow...
When I'm done MAKING dinner, Amy tells me to get ready. "what?" I ask.
"For dinner."
"I just made dinner." o.O
"Oh, but mom's taking me out. You should come with." ^-^
"Oh, OK. DAD, here's dinner." ^u^
We went to Red lobster and I got Shrimp and a lobster tail. It was OK... though I could have made better...
So when i get home, I go on the computer and play WOW for the first time in about 3 weeks!
Later I go on Facebook and chat with Isaac; he's at Brandon's house. Since they're about 5 blocks away, i ask if i can hang out with them (seeing as it's 9:30 on a Friday and I really should get out tonight since I have nothing better to do here.). After the 'thumbs up', I grab a sweater and in about 5 minutes I'm over there. It was pretty cool until 11:30, when my dad asks where I am. We get that figured out that he will pick me up around 12.
I stay til my dad shows up, and I come home and sleep.
I actually had a GOOD dream. this is the second day in a row. :) Usually they're just nonsensical dreams that switch from theme to theme and character to character or just really bad dreams. But this dream was so sweet. :)
This is what I need more often.
but what I want to vent about today is alcohol. Yep, I'm pulling this bugger out of the box...
I don't know why this came up in my train of thoughts, but it seems to be a very opinionated topic. I've heard both sides, so I'm not just venting for no reason; I just want to get some facts straight.
Let's start...
Back a long, long, LONG time ago, people in the Neolithic revolution stopped hunting and gathering and started domesticating and farming. This has NOTHING to do with booze, but a long time ago someone did create the process of brewing beer and distilling vodka and making tequila and all that jazz. It's basically a toxic liquid, poisoning your blood and numbing your senses, but it gave you a good feeling most of the time. Thus, people continued brewing and fermenting.
Now, for those who have a problem with drinking, there are many reasons. One is just plain selfishness, arrogance, and stupidity; they just do it to get drunk and then it becomes a habit. Another reason could be depression, where booze helps get rid of the icky feelings when sometimes really it just makes the problem worse (kind of the same with drugs). Another reason could be that it runs in your family, that your family tree's history has had a problem with booze. What I find funny is the things that come with certain drinks. Like my friend's father, he drinks beer, and he used to drink it A LOT compared to the average person; he wasn't an alcoholic though, don't get me wrong. He understood that it wasn't good for him, so he switched to wine sometimes, until he finally said, "you know what? screw this! I'm just going to cut down on booze."
And he did. He's got less beer in the house and goes out less to get one. When he goes to the bar, he orders a lemonade or just a water, even sweet tea. He takes a break from this once in a while at home, but except for that he's pretty clean. :D I'm so proud of her for supporting him through this; I know it must have been difficult for her.
But, before he quit, he was pretty unfit. He went to the gym almost every morning, but when you drink beer as much as he did, you get a tummy problem. It's called a beer belly, and it's from the fats in beer that stay in your stomach. You've heard of a six pack; try tapping a KEG!
And wine. I know many people who are normally fit and drink wine, but I know many more skinny people who drink wine. I find it pretty funny. :)
Fun Fact
It's been proven that a glass of red wine a day helps your heart, but more than 4 glasses (3 if you have a low blood potency) can increase your chances of getting liver disease and cancers. But, if controlled right, booze can do little to even no damage to your overall health. But to be safe, try to wait til you're 21 to do the really hard liquors, and NEVER overdo it. I can't stress this enough.
I recommend not trying Vodka for your first drink, since I've learned it's hard to tell how much you've had until you've had a little too much. And since it blends in with almost whatever flavor added to it, it's hard to tell how much is in it unless you've measured it out.
Again, sorry for the really touchy topic.
Just had to get it out somehow...
Sunday, October 4
Surprise, surprise... ew!
Well, I was supposed to go to a Band practice on Friday, but I had no ride there and I was already going to go dress shopping for the dance. It was such a cute dress! It was a strapless flirt, black, tight at the top and the mid, and it kind of poofed out at the waist, not like a tutu but still with some body. It went to about a third the way to my knees. :D
And so I get this dress and stay at my mother's. Well, the next morning, my mother leaves to go on this weekend outing with her friends, leaving me with my sister and John at her house. so i get a ride to the game by John, where I have to play pep band. But, since I wasn't at the practice, and I don't know what they're planning for half time, i'm stuck to play with the drummers and the trumpets. And i've got a WOOD clarinet, which is different from the standard PLASTIC Clarinet that everyone else has. So those who have wooden instruments have to carry theirs in their cases when we march so that the rain doesn't damage them. LOL
And then there was the ticket issue...
Oh goody, i get to tell this tale. Well, see, to get into the dance, you have to buy a ticket and have your ID ready. Well, at pep band, i brought my folder with me (the one i use for poetry) so that i could work on this book i'm writing. So i was packing up my stuff and when i come back, my folder's gone! In that folder was not ONLY my poetry stuff, but my TICKET... AND my ID!
So I thought that I just put it in my school bag, which was at home. So i get ready and i go to my bag... no ticket, or ID. So i try to go back to school with John to go to the band room, but when we get there the school is shut down for the day. Completly closed!
I'm freaking out, so i go online and get my schedule so that they know that me is ME, and my dad comes to pick me and Sami up (since she's riding with me), and he helps out at the front desk. So, NOW, we're there.
*phew*
Breathe...
And the dance is so fun! I loved it.
And Sami and Henry and Annie and Bryce and Heather and Chloe and Abby and Nate all hang out in the lobby for our rides. Sami and I eat dinner at Joe Sensor's with Father Michael (the name i call my dad nowadays; my mom is Mother Teresa) :D. lol
Sami sleeps over, we go out for breakfast at Perkins this morning, and now i'm typing my blog.
I'm going to John's family's house today to hang out. We got cookies!
... cookie cookie bored...
So now i'm going to go. Later!
And so I get this dress and stay at my mother's. Well, the next morning, my mother leaves to go on this weekend outing with her friends, leaving me with my sister and John at her house. so i get a ride to the game by John, where I have to play pep band. But, since I wasn't at the practice, and I don't know what they're planning for half time, i'm stuck to play with the drummers and the trumpets. And i've got a WOOD clarinet, which is different from the standard PLASTIC Clarinet that everyone else has. So those who have wooden instruments have to carry theirs in their cases when we march so that the rain doesn't damage them. LOL
And then there was the ticket issue...
Oh goody, i get to tell this tale. Well, see, to get into the dance, you have to buy a ticket and have your ID ready. Well, at pep band, i brought my folder with me (the one i use for poetry) so that i could work on this book i'm writing. So i was packing up my stuff and when i come back, my folder's gone! In that folder was not ONLY my poetry stuff, but my TICKET... AND my ID!
So I thought that I just put it in my school bag, which was at home. So i get ready and i go to my bag... no ticket, or ID. So i try to go back to school with John to go to the band room, but when we get there the school is shut down for the day. Completly closed!
I'm freaking out, so i go online and get my schedule so that they know that me is ME, and my dad comes to pick me and Sami up (since she's riding with me), and he helps out at the front desk. So, NOW, we're there.
*phew*
Breathe...
And the dance is so fun! I loved it.
And Sami and Henry and Annie and Bryce and Heather and Chloe and Abby and Nate all hang out in the lobby for our rides. Sami and I eat dinner at Joe Sensor's with Father Michael (the name i call my dad nowadays; my mom is Mother Teresa) :D. lol
Sami sleeps over, we go out for breakfast at Perkins this morning, and now i'm typing my blog.
I'm going to John's family's house today to hang out. We got cookies!
... cookie cookie bored...
So now i'm going to go. Later!
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