Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
I will update you as much as I can, but it won't be as often as you all wish.
Con Mucho Amor
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Lots of people complain that I don't update my blog enough. And this is very true!! I really don't. And that is because I can never think of anything to post about!! So I have come up with an idea that will help me post more often. In fact, I will be posting everyday!!! :)
I am going to post a picture. Every single day (unless something comes up). And most of these photos will not be taken by me, but I may show you a couple of my photos at some point. Most of these pictures will be pictures that I found on weheartit.com and they will just be pictures that I enjoy. Some of them will have hidden meanings to me, and I may or may not tell you what those are. These posts may or may not contain a blog entry. Some days they will be just picture and other days they may have a story or poem to go along with them. I really hope that you guys enjoy this idea!!!
Con Mucho Amor!
August 30, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
The end of my summer is always the busiest. Two weeks ago, I went to visit my Aunt in Phoenix, Arizona. I spent a week helping her with house work and shopping. I didnt enjoy the house work, but it was worth it. The last couple of days that I was in Phoenix, some of my Aunt's friends visited, and we had a blast!! They are the funniest people that I have ever met!!
After taking the long road trip home, I chilled out for a week. On August 5th I went over to my friend's house and we went back to Phoenix, Arizona to go play laser tag and visit the water park! We had a ton of fun!!
But this week is a bit slower. Im spending most of my time on the computer ((Specifically on Figment)) unless Im out shopping for more school supplies!
I have a pretty boring life besides that..
Con Mucho Amor,
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
One feature on Figment, is linking your blog to your Figment 'profile'. I have earned a couple of new followers thanks to this, and it makes me really happy! But it also makes me kind of nervous. Now that my blog is being read by more people, more people can hate it. I realize that I am being extremely negative, but it's true.
The majority of my followers are family, and thats the way it's been for the entire time that I have been doing it. I know that my family doesnt judge me on what I write on my blog, but people who have only ever met me on the internet, will judge me according to what I write. This may be a reason why I havent written for a long time.
If you are a Figmenter reading this, then welcome!! And I am really glad that you are reading it!! Go ahead and hit the follow button if you like ;)
I just had to get that bit off of my chest.
Con Mucho Amor,
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
First off I have to think of something with an A....
I think for this post I am going to talk about animals! :) But more specifically my animals!! I have a wide assortment of pets! I have always been a huge animal lover and someday I hope to become a vet... One day I will tell you about my plans once I graduate High School!
Anywho, I have a guinea pig, a rabbit, a cat, 3 dogs, and a horse!
I will go from smallest to largest here:
My Guinea Pigs name is Steven! He is a boy (obviously, he has a male name) and lives all by himself in a cage in our living room. He is a short haired American Guinea Pig. I got him about a year ago and he is estemated to be able 2 years old. I really do love him even though I dont spend that much time with him! I am thinking about introducing my guinea pig and my bunny to each other so they can run around the living room together!
My Bunny Rabbit's name is Bella and obviously a girl!! I got her for easter this year! (Ironic Easter present is it not??) My wonderful grandma (on my moms side) got her for me! She is an Angora Rabbit. Angora's have really long fluffy hair!! And it doesnt stop growing! Every once in awhile I have to give her a little trim! She lives in a cage in my room underneath my bed. I spend alot more time with her because I let her come out of the cage at night and rome about as I read. But I love her just as equally as all my other pets.
My Kitty Kat's name is Donut.....I was like 5 when I named her! Hahaha but she is a short haired mutt! We have no idea what type she is but she sure is a loving little thing!! She lives outside because she had an 'accident (that wasnt so much of an accident)' inside the house and now she resides outside. But everytime you come home she is there by the front to to great you with a kind "Meow!" She was my second cat pet and I love her!!
Now for all the dogs!! Only one is technically 'mine' but I will tell you about them all!!
First up is MY dog: Shania! She is named after Shania Twain (because of a little tradition one of my horse friends has) and she is an Australian Shepard, Border Collie Mix. She is probably the most intellegent of the dogs that we have and deffianetly the most playful!! She loves to play constantly! She is my little baby and I love her. I have had her for 2 years now and I got her at a horse show when she was only a couple months old!
Next up, Rocky! This is my moms dog, and he is a Pit Bull Shepard Mix. We got him for Easter when I was about 6 years old. A lady came into the nail salon where me and my mom got our nails done and was giving away these adorable 6 week old puppies!! So we just had to get one! He was my first dog ever and I absolutely love him! He is probably the most mentally retarded of all the dogs., and of all the animals! Haha but we still love him all the same!!
Lastely is Gizmo!! This is sorta the family dog! Haha He is a little dog, and we dont exactly know what type he is. He looks to be a mix of corgie, chihuahua, dachsund and some thing else!! He is a total mutt!! But he is the most adorable dog of all time! Just the way he acts and everything is so cute! You just want to throw him against a wall!! Hahaha just kidding! I would never abuse an animal! But seriously he is adorable! The whole family loves to sit in the living room and just watch him play!! We found him in a pet store about 6 months ago...Someone had abandoned him on a shelf in the pet store and we had to rescue him! And we are so glad that we did!!
Now, the last of them all is my horse!! Her registered name is Golddust Review, but we call her Mrs. Arnold. She is an American Quarter Horse and a golden color with a white main and tail! She is gorgeous!! I use her for horse shows and such and she wins all the time!! You might be wondering where 'Mrs. Arnold' the name came from. The people who owned her before me where trying to teach the young boys of the household that getting a girl pregnant at a young age was not good, and that you have to get married before doing that. But the horse (Mrs. Arnold) was pregnant at the time and the boys wondered who the horses husband was. At the time the also had another horse named Arnold. So they 'married' the pregnant mare to Arnold and she became Mrs. Arnold!
I love all of my animals sooo much and I was I could be with them all the time!! But unfortunaly I cant. Like now. I am staying with my grandparents for the night and I cannot take any pictures for you. But later I will take pictures and upload them to my photography tab above the blog posts ^^^
Con Mucho Amor,
Thursday, June 30, 2011
As you may have seen by my last post, I have gotten a new book! It is called Nest Eggs By Kate Knapp and contains a bunch of insperational quotes and such! I got it as a contest prize from Romi! You guys should really go check out her channel. She reviews book and writes stories. She really is a talented young lady! :)
So, for a while now I will be writing quotes on here out of this book :) Please forgive me if I repeat some, but they are all just soooo good! <3
Con Mucho Amor,
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Fathers Day is one of my favorite holidays! I love my Dad sooo mcuh!! I got him a card and I made a little pic that says #1 Dad!
This morning we woke up and got ready for the exciting day. We headed to Sweet Tomatoes to have breakfast with my grandparents and uncle. After that we walked over to the Staples (Office Store) and got a compass for my Geometry class. After coming back home, me and my dad played Modern Warfare. Tonight my mom is making a special dinner and we have Turtle Pie for desert! Yum! :)
So far, my fathers day has been pretty amazing and I hope my dad thinks the same!
Next on the agenda, I wanted to tell you all about my summer school. I am taking Geometry in summer school. Before you make accusations, I am taking Geometry to get ahead in my classes. We are finally in second semester, and I have nine days left. It might not seem that bad except we are in class from 1pm – 7pm! Six hours of Math!!!! I would say its pretty bad. I am really glad that I have some friends in my class or I don’t think I would go.
Even though I hate it, Im glad that I am taking the class. Geometry is really easy for me and I am going to be able to get at least one college class out of the way in high school in the future.
One of these days I will post what I want to do when I grow up, on this blog. But that will come a different time. Now I have to go spend more time with my amazing dad :)
Sunday, June 12, 2011
A little awhile ago a fellow nerdfighter named Esther Earl contracted cancer. After passing away the Earl Family created The This Star Wont Go Out foundation! For more informations you can go Here. And I also copied the mission statement below:
The purpose of This Star Won't Go Out foundation is to financially assist families struggling through the journey of a child living with cancer. Caring for a seriously ill child creates tremendous stress for the family system, and having to worry about money is both burdensome and distracting. TSWGO's goal is to carry a bit of that burden for hurting families through financial gifts.
TSWGO has a second goal, and it's tied to why the foundation got started in the first place. TSWGO was established in memory of 16-year old Esther Earl, an avid Nerdfighter and passionate Harry Potter Alliance fan. Her online friends and causes met many of the social and emotional needs in her life, hampered as she was by her progressing thyroid cancer. Yet Esther (Persian for "Star") lived life fully, getting involved in social justice issues, loving her friends, her family and cats, and always remembering to be awesome. With the goal of never letting her Star go out, TSWGO will also be funding occasional projects that fit Esther's quirky, compassionate life vision.
To raise the money for the finacial gifts they sell bracelets that say This Star Wont Go Out. To get your own bracelet go here.
There were alot of links in this video and I hope that you could keep up. Im going to be adding a widget that has the mission statement and where you can get your bracelet. :)
Dont Forget To Be Awsome, :)
Thursday, June 9, 2011
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take, relationships we were afraid to have, and the decisions we waited too long to make.
A little death makes life more meaningful.
Can't waste my time on hateful people like you, So keep wishing you were me and I'll keep making you have to.
So raise your glass if you are wrong, In all the right ways.
You're chasin the ghost of a good thing.
Cut my life into pieces, This is my last resort.
Don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not, And baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught.
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.
Can't stop the spirits when they need you, This life is more than just a read through.
Don't blink, They won't even miss you at all.
I said I'd never let you go and I never did, I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it.
Fate fell short this time, Your smile fades in the summer.
Young and hostile, But not stupid.
High off of love, Drunk from my hate.
Insanity kills, So I live the crazy life.
Don't waste your time on me, You're already the voice inside my head.
Girls do what they want, Boys do what they can.
Hate in my heart, Love in my mind.
I'm here but my mind's gone.
Everybody dies, But not everybody lives.
Don't let anyone ever tell you that you don't deserve what you want
Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
Sometimes it hurts to lose something you never really had.
Laugh as much as you breathe, And love as long as you live.
We are young, We have heart. Born in this world as it all falls apart.
The moral this time is, Girls make boys cry.
NOTE: I did not write this. I found it on the internet somewhere and I liked it enough that I decided to share with you :) Im pretty sure lots of these are lyrics from different songs but Im not sure....
Con Mucho Amor!,
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
You may have noticed the picture behind the Title. I dont particularly like it, but the advanced setting on blogger arent working right now. Therefore, I cant change the color of the title, and without the picture you cannot see the title. Hopefully soon the setting will work again and I will be able get rid of the picture.
Con Mucho Amor,
Friday, May 27, 2011
But I need something from you. If this is too much, then dont give it to me. If you dont believe in me, that's okie. If you dont support me, that's okie. But I would like just this:
A Second Chance.
PS And I am going to start that by going a giving the dogs a bath...
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Otherwise my life is pretty boring. Finals are coming up and they are about as scary as The Haunting. English is probably the hardest one for me. If he would just let me write an essay and be done with it, I would be fine. Yet he has to add some hard test to go along with it. Next is Algebra. This is the second time I have taken the class so it will be pretty easy, but I am still a bit nervous because it covers so much information. Science will be, by far, the easiest final of the year. We are working on study guides for it and guess what!? We are allowed to use these study guides on the test. The only thing is, I need to remember to finish my study guide.
Now that I remembered about all of my finals, I have to go work on my Study Guide and on my Essay
Con Mucho Amor,
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
School is out on May 26 and on June 6th I am going to be heading back to the school for summer school. :/
Im not going to summer school because I failed anything. I am currently in Algebra 1 (for the second time) and I am going to be doing Geometry so that I can get ahead in Math. Apparently it is easier to pass the Test (the one you have to take to graduate) if you are in Algebra 2. Therefore I am trying to get ahead.
I also need to fit in some time to spend with my wonderful Grandparents :) Every summer I normally go to Colorado to chill with them, but this year they arent going :( But I am still going to hang with them sometime.
All of this, and practicing horse stuff. Maybe just maybe I will be doing Volleyball next year and I think practice starts in the summer, but Im not sure. I still have to talk to my parents about that though because the Volleyball season runs well into my horse season. We will see what happens.
I hope that you all have a wonderful summer and pass all of your Finals :)
Monday, May 16, 2011
Full Moon Rising
Embraced by Darkness
The Darkest Kiss
Bound by Shadows
Bound by Flame
Dime Store Magic
No Humans Involved
Living with the Dead
Most of these books I have never heard of. But I know if I buy them for my mom and she says they are good, then I will end up reading them :)
That is one thing that me and my mom have in common. We both love to read. Most of the books that I like, she likes, and vice versa
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!
By Shel Silverstein.
Sometimes I wish that I could write poetry. But I dont have the time, patience, or vocabulary for such a thing. So instead I just admire other peoples poetry :) One of my favorite poets (besides Edgar Allen Poe) would be Shel Silverstein. He writes in a mcuh different style than Poe, but either way I love his writing. He writes more for kids and such, but who isnt still a kid at heart. Heck, Im only 14. I think I still count as a kid. So if you dont know about Silverstein then I suggest looking him up.
PS I chose this poem because I remember in 3rd grade when I had to memorize it :)
Btw. I apoligize that I dont post that often anymore. For a little bit I was trying to be better, but alone with horses, school, and parties I just dont have the time. I have recently found out how to delay the posting of my blogs so when I have alot of time, I will write a couple blogs and set them to post at a later date.
Con mucho Amor :)
Friday, April 8, 2011
I am in love with Shakespeare's work!! And this isn't a resent thing. I have loved it ever since we read Twelfth Night in 8th grade. Sure his language may be confusing at some times but all in all it is amazing!!! In my 9th grade English class we just got done reading Romeo and Juliet (my second time) and it just re-arose my love of Shakespeare...
In my English class we have been doing a bunch of Shakespeare related assignments. One of them that I resently did was re-writing the ending to Romeo and Juliet. And I thought I would share it with you!! If you havent read the entire play then some of this may not make sence to you, but everyone knows the idea of Romeo and Juliet so hopefully it isnt too confusing. Please understand, I wrote this in two days and it isnt the best. But the ideas are all there. If I had more time to work on it, I totally would but I need to turn it in.
After a couple more insults to Juliet and a few more blows to the face, Juliet decides to take action. As a general rule she didn’t know how to fight, but when her instincts take over she knows exactly what to do. She gets a couple of affective hits when Rosaline pulls a knife out from under her dress. Rosaline gets close to stabbing her straight in the heart, but Juliet reaches down and picks up a couple of large rocks. She throws one and misses. Then the second, yet another miss. Juliet starts to panic and throws one final rock.
“Friar, do you think we are ever going to find her? I am getting tired and I need to go back to Mantua before the sun rises and someone sees me.”
Just then, a blood curdling scream rips through the night air.
“That could be my Juliet! Come, Friar before it is to late!”
Romeo grabbed Friar Laurence by the arm and barreled down the street toward the noise. The followed the trail of blood to a girl standing over a body. For Romeo, the sight of his love, dead to his other loves sword was unbearable.
“Oh Romeo, she attacked me! I saw her in the street and all of a sudden she lunged at me! Oh Romeo I was terrified!”
She jumped into Romeo’s arms like a child missing her mother, and sobbed.
“Rosaline! How? How could you do such a thing, as kill my dear Juliet!
All of the emotions running through Romeo’s heart were intolerable. He loved both of the ladies and he had sworn to Juliet that he would kill anyone who hurt her.
“But Romeo, it wasn’t my fault! I told you! She attacked my with that knife! I was defenseless, there was nothing anywhere. Romeo I was so scared! I need someone to help me through the trauma.”
Romeo thinks: Well, I never promised Juliet to her face. According to Rosaline, Juliet attacked her. All I can do now is help this poor girl through her sorrows.
Finally, Romeo convinces himself to always remember Juliet and to love Rosaline.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Talia and Serena do that. But all of their pictures seem to be related. Inspirational, colorful, black and white, photography, or quotes.
But mine are all kindoff random...
Thats because I see myself as a kind of random person. But they still remain similar.
All of these things are things I love.
Well Ill probably be adding more random photos along the way.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Here's a Hint:
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
(ps did you like the signature??)