Fender Problems

Dear Reader,

      I find it more difficult to get myself to do things these days. Knowing that I only have nine days of high school left, is not helping motivate me to get things done. In fact, it may be adding to the procrastinator in me. I feel as though I should talk about the source of my frustrations these days...$$$. Ahhh yes, money. I can't think of anything more absent in my life right now, maybe a guy? recently I have had to face the reality of the poor college student situation. Friday morning, all caught in a tizzy, I managed to find my self driving my car into a one thousand dollar repair, fire hydrant. So now my summer will be dedicated to working a full-time and part-time job to pay for school and the lovely new fender for my car. Well I wish that I had something insightful or some kind of fun idea for you but I guess this is all the energy i have these days.
                                                                   
                                                                Stay Crafty,
                                                                       Hopeless.

p.s. GOT ONE! "Don't drive your car into a fire hydrant."

Well Hello Again!

Well, I feel as though new greetings are in order. It's been a year since I've posted and decided that giving a blog a whirl again wouldn't be the worst thing. So what's new? Well just about everything, from graduating in two months, to chopping my hair off, to moving to Cedar Rapids in five months, oh and this little thing called, I'M GOING TO BE A CHEF! After much debate with myself for the last two years, I've decided that the practical thing is to follow my heart and go into culinary. Because when I got down to it, I realized, what's practical about spending four years at a school I don't like getting a degree that gets me a job I don't want and a future that leaves me unhappy. So I'm listening to the little bump bump that speeds up whenever I make a delicious dinner for my sister and when my big batch of cookies makes my friend's day. I'm choosing happiness, love, and a bag of flour. As long as I have those three things, I can't see myself happier. 

Golly poopers! It's been awhile. I still have nothing else to say. I have no life these days.

What if?

time travel

  

–noun

hypothetical transport through time into the past or the future. 

At some point in our lives, whether were seven wishing we didn't steal the fruit snacks from the little girl across the table, or seventy and wishing you could relive your glory days, we all ourselves...What if?

  If you think about it though, we all love the thought being able to change the past, find out where we went wrong, and where we could be right now. 

  A couple weeks ago my English teacher said something that really stood out to me. She told us to think of the worst thing that ever happened to us. Then she told us to imagine what things would be like if that never happened. 

  That really got me thinking, whoa! I'd spent the last year of my life wishing so many things never happened, that I never felt the things I felt, that I'd never met some of the people I met, but then I thought about what my teacher said. If I'd never gone through those things, I wouldn't be the person I am now. I would have never matured, I wouldn't have the amazing friends that I have now, and I would have never been able to start a better relationship with my parents. Don't get me wrong I fight with my parents constantly but the fact that I can be open with them and tell them things that I know I never would have been able to a year ago.

  Sometimes  though I still get the feeling, because even though all these good things came out on my mistakes, there's also the bad things that came with it too, like how no matter how much I love my friends, I don't think I'll ever be able to fully trust anyone. Or how I struggle with the day by day of trying to force myself in to a constant perfection for my family.

  So I guess the question shouldn't be what if? It should be how can I push forward?

What more can I say?

Iowa

It's Time.

TIME[tahym]noun, adjective, verb, timed, tim·ing.

–noun

the system of those sequential relations that any event hasto any other, as past, present, or future; indefinite andcontinuous duration regarded as that in which eventssucceed one another.

It's TIME. TIME for Christmas. TIME for snow. TIME for snow to end. TIME for a change. It's TIME.

Thomas Edison once said, "There's a time for everything." Well, I guess the man was right. Everything has a TIME, and something happens every TIME. 

What I'm really getting at is how much I hate people that just sit around spending all their TIME waiting for something to happen! I hate seeing someone sit there and freak out about how everything is horrible and that there's just nothing they can do. Well hey! Guess what? How about you get off your little patootie, and actually try and accomplish something for once. I think of the classic Disney movies (Cinderella, Aladdin, Snow White, etc.) and don't get me wrong I love the movies as much if not more than the average six year old, but seriously. Every TIME I watch them I just want to scream WOW!!! GET A BRAIN! Yes, I know. These movies are placed in a TIME when women were just little maids with good built in baby holders, but come on! was that really what they wanted their daughters growing up thinking that if they just sat around acting all miserable then eventually, right before everything is completely horrid some lovely guy will come sweep them off their feet.

I guess what I'm getting at ( if you haven't noticed yet?) is that I just want to get out there and spend my TIME with as much life and adventure that I can. So now I can just imagine Ms. Pan (http://littlemisspan.blogspot.com/) sitting in her desk chair thinking, "YES! I'm going to force this girl to jump off a cliff with me!" No. Sorry Erica, I love you but not that much. What I mean is that I don't want to spend my life holding myself back, waiting for others to tell me when it's okay to cross the road. I want to let go throw myself into the street and pray to God that I get to the other side with a whole new attitude and take on life. I want to be able to go all over the world, meet people, try crazy food, adopt a billion kids, and just live! and not have to deal with the fact that there's always someone there pulling me farther away from myself, I mean after all, it's my life, it's my TIME

Sickness

sick

[sik] adjective, -er, -est, noun

–adjective

1.

afflicted with ill health or disease; ailing.

Sorry for not posting in so long. I really have no excuse so I won't give you one. If you didn't notice yet or read that last post, I deleted my other blog because, well I just didn't like it anymore.

Life has been swell lately! Sorta. I have been spending basically all of my time with Erica, who is amazing, so I have no problem giving her all my time! I've been crazy stressed lately with school and my parents, but hey...that's life. I really miss my sister too. It's been thirty-two days since I last saw her, which for me is like murder. This is the longest we've ever gone without seeing her. It wouldn't be so bad if it was like when we were younger and hated each other with raging passion, but not so much like that any more. My sister is basically my best friend, she is with me through everything and it's hard to have a relationship like that when your two hours apart.

Well today I'm home sick. I HATE IT! I used to love being sick when I was little, but now it's just laying in bed all day watching the clock and Netflix movies....not my slice of cake. It feels like it should be seven at night by now but NO! it's only twelve fifteen!!!!!

Well, Erica wants to do something for the variety show, that's awesome! Except that she wants some help from moi! I'd love to do stuff like that, but I'm a complete fail when it comes to putting my self on the spot, it's not so much the "people judging me thing," I don't care what people think, usually. So I really don't know what it is!???

UGGHHH, I wanted to say more about the Christmas dinner party Erica and I are planning but I feel now, way to SICK.

Maturity - new ending!

ma·ture

[muh-toor, -tyoor, -choor, -chur]adjective, -tur·er, -tur·est, verb, -tured, -tur·ing.

–adjective

1.

complete in natural growth or development, as plant andanimal forms: a mature rose bush.

So maybe you know what I mean, maybe you don't.....Maybe your there or maybe your anticipating it?

Do you remember back in middle school when you'd get out of school head outside and step up the stairs, onto the bus? Do you remember the first few times where you have to decide where your going to sit? You could go with the first front few seats and a have comfortable distance from the noise and crazy, but this spot could leave you with the unwanted taunts of being the "bus driver's pet." So instead you consider the middle isle seats, they are away from the driver and allow you some slight freedom to kick your feet up or do some sleeping. Then there's your final option, the last three rows. These rows in middle school seem to be the place to be, the infamous "in." So lets say your like me and decide to dip your foot into that back few rows. Like a hot tub, you find yourself in some very hot place that takes you off guard with the loud people and the new things you discover about everything thats wrong. After a bit though the setting becomes more comforting and you step right into those seats without hesitation. This time on the bus is almost comforting and you can't wait to get on the bus and have that 20 min.

I didn't plan on this being this long and the point of this was how things change but it ended up way to long. So i'm going to do a series of them explaining my not so interesting life.

Well this time in middle school is awesome and you wanna keep this on forever, you soon come to realize that this little bubble isn't so realistic. About the time you realize this, it hits you that it's time to grow up and be MATURE.

Ok so I lied! two blogs = no! I'm just going to use this one cuz its the cutest!

FOOOD!

There has not been much much food writing on this blog so im making another one thats about me and not food!


http://boundiniowa.blogspot.com/

Accidents...

ac·ci·dent

[ak-si-duhnt]

–noun

1.

an undesirable or unfortunate happening that occursunintentionally and usually results in harm, injury, damage, orloss; casualty; mishap: automobile accidents.

Football Games, You've got to love them. last night we had our homecoming game. It's was ahhh-mazing, getting to see all my friends and scream and cheer and take pictures. We even stormed the field when the game was over. 

So now your probably wondering what this has to do with accidents...well i'm going to tell ya. Kelsey, her little sister and I got into a car accident heading home from the game. There we were just driving along with a really stupid driver in front of us. So we kept driving trying to figure out what was going on with this driver, a drunko apparently because as we were driving along trying to maintain a safe distance away, the car slammed on the brakes right away. Kelsey Slammed on the brakes right away but the car stopped so quickly that we slammed right into them. I looked up just in time to see the speeding away...

It's funny how even with an accident like that, where none of us were hurt, it's weird how much actually goes through your mind in the few seconds that all this took place. You have all these thoughts about thinking if your ok and if everyone else is ok, and when it finally hits you, sooner or later, all you can do is cry...but either way an accident is an Accident!