Week 30: Senior Wills

I will my ability to pass Mrs. Taylor's class to all the upcoming freshman.

I will my clear minded thinking to Miranda Osborn.

I will my wonderful spot competition in the locker wars to a group of close knit, creative senior friends.

I will my athletic leadership skills to Ashli McMertry.

I will my luck with long lasting romantic relationships to Lexi Anderson.

I will my fashion to Jordan Key.

I will my slapping ability to Jessica Garber.

I will my ability to keep myself entertained to all the kids that are always in in-school.

I will my reading comprehension to all future Comp&Novel students.

Week 29: Hey, Yongins

I advise all you juniors: find a few friends and embrace them. Go to Chinese Buffet with them, have sleepovers, play bingo. DO THINGS THAT ARE INNOCENT AND FUN! You can have a perfectly wonderful high school experience without doing illegal things. Decorate cup cakes, play pin the tail on the donkey, sing karaoke, play sand volleyball, make up lyrics to a song. If you don't think your friends would enjoy these sort of activities, get better friends! Also live it up. If someone dares you to wear a crazy hat to Dollar General, do it! But be smart. Above all else, be smart. DON'T DO THINGS THAT WILL HURT YOU, physically or reputably. You should be smart and think things through.

Week 28: Compliments

Once Alyssa Gresham told me that I had very precise softball movements. That was nice to hear because I've worked hard to become so. I've been told that I'm good to keep around because I keep crap rolling. That compliment was sort of offence. Miranda told me that I'm accidentally reckless. That was kind of a compliment I guess because she wasn't saying that was purposely reckless. Lizzy said to me that I looked like a peach. When she said that she wiggled her eyebrows. I was extremely puzzled so I asked her what part of me that applies to. She responded saying it applies to my overall peachy-ness. When I asked Beth what the heck she was talking about, Beth said Lizzy was talking about my butt....my friends are interesting.  

Week 27; Childhood Fears

I only had two fears as a child.
1. That when I went on vacation (which we did often in my childhood) that I would return to a murdered body underneath my bed. I feared that all who investigated the murder case would think that it was me who killed the victim. I really feared doing hard jail time, honestly. In my opinion everyone should fear hard jail time, with all the rapes and violence.

2. That a tick would sneak into the back of my mouth, attach to the back of my throat, feast on my blood, become large, and suffocate me. That is a truly frightening thought still, I think.

Week 26: Unlimited Time

I want to join the Peace Corps because I think I could touch the lives of people in other countries, but I'm so busy doing me and preparing for my future that I don't know when I would take a year or two out to do the Peace Corps.
Also, I have always sort of wanted to live the life of a homeless prostitute. I would do it secretly so that my family and friends wouldn't be shamed by me. I think if I spent one year as a homeless prostitute, I would have a much deeper apprication for all the things and real love that I do have. It would make my heart more tender to the homeless and to people that sell themselves.

Week 25: Chatting With Myself

I think that the first thing I would notice about me from the future would be how I looked. I would be super hot and put together looking. My future self would tell me not to eat the tacos from Taco Bell on Taco Tuesday because they are contanimated. Also she would tell me to quit worrying about JJC because there is a smoking attractive teacher that developes a crush on me and spends extra time making sure that I understand all the material. She would tell me that I need to make sure Damion goes on that weekend  trip with Adam and Chris so he will know how to fix the sink. She'll tell me to stick true to not having children because that's hot I've maintaned my sexy bod and it has allowed me  lived a less stressful life than Katelyn because she ends up with 12 kids (all of which were natrual births, Dwyane Wade's children.) She'd tell me to avoid all clowns espically if they drive and sleep on the left side of the bed on June, 3rd. She would tell me that I don't want to know what will happens if I sleep on the right side.

Week 24: When I Was Alil Tike

I used to love playing. I think we all did. I enjoyed Barbies, Polly Pockets, and Brats dolls. I remember one Barbie in perticular; her name was Chewie, after of the character from Star Wars. Honestly, her name doesn't really make sense because she was a girl and I cut off all her hair. She was feminen, had a crew cut, and she was named after a large, hairy male gendered beast. I also rode around in my friends Barbie Jeep all the time. That thing was so cool and even though it only went like 2 miles per hour, I always felt like I was speeding along at 100 mph. I spend hours and hours on my Sit N' Spin too. That thing was so rad. Now I get motion sick so I'd never be able to use it. My mom got me this book that was so sweet to. When my sisters would exclude me from their games, I would read and listen to it. Yeah I said listen, because when you pressed certain buttons, the book made noises.

Week 23: Personal Paradise

My personal paradise is unachievable. In my paradise the setting and company would always be changing by my will. Also I would never have any responsibilities that I didn't want. For example, if I wanted to take care of a few bearded dragons and a cactus plant, I could. But if I didn't want to cook or clean I would never have to. I could just will it be done and it would be done. And who's paradise doesn't include being filthy rich? On top of all that impossibility I want to control time. If I want an hour to feel like days, it would be so. If I wanted an hour to few like minutes, that's how it would be. Finally and most unbelievably, I would want Alec to be nicer. Yeahhhhhhhh that sounds about perfect.  

Week 22: Kindness

Unfortunately, Damion and I have been through some rough patches in our relationship. Mostly the roughness was his fault. He would lie, let me down, and make very poor decisions regarding other women. I must say now that he is a totally different person. Damion is much smarter, mature, and happier than he was when we first started dating. So eventually he figured life out, but this story takes place over a time when I had just dumped his sorry butt.
I broke up with him, told him that I needed time, and then didn't talk to him for a few days. Shortly after the break up I came down with a poorly timed case of the flu. I couldn't keep ANYTHING down. I had just started to feel the tiniest bit better when my mom asked me if I could take my younger sister Teagan into Metamora to drop her off with my aunt. Sensing my mother's desperation, i reluctantly said yes. Long-ish story short, I threw up all over my self and the car while I was driving, had to strip down in McDonald's parking lot, and drive home with no pants on. When I arrived at my home, none of my family was available to bring me pants. Living in town, I needed pants to walk from the car to my house. Having no where else to turn, I called my ex at the time, Damion. Without hesitation or question he hopped into his truck and drove 15 minutes to bring his ex a pair of pants and he even looked away when I was putting them on like a gent. Sweetest. Guy. Ever. <3

Week 21: Love in the Movies

Well this blog is going to be short and sweet because I already typed and published this post, but Ms. A's rotten computer didn't go through with my demand.
I root for Buttercup and Wesley from the book and movie The Princess Bride. Their love withstands a lot. In fact Wesley was "killed" by pirates, but then comes back and saves Buttercup from murders only to be really killed by the guy she got engaged to while she thought Wesley was dead the first time. Buttercup never truly loved the other guy though. Since he was a Prince he chose her and she couldn't refuse because of the law. Even though Prince Humperdink kills Wesley, he (with a little help) comes back to life by the hand of a miracle man. Then Wesley storms the castle, rescuing Buttercup once again. Any love that can last through all that is a winner.   

Week 20: My Family In Picture Form

Since there is so many of us in my family, we are always saying that we should buy a bus. In all realness, my mother actually calls whatever were driving the bus. She'll say, "Bus's leaving in five minutes!!" And we all just say, "K!" 

My older brother is convinced that Scotty McCreery is depressed. He says that no one's voice should be that low unless they just lack the happiness to raise it. I think it's kind of like the sad donkey from the Poo Bear shows. Brandon and I always go, "(Deep voiced sigh!) I'm depressed" in our best deep Scotty McCreery voices.

Living with so many people, one bathroom is not enough. That goodness we live right across the street from Casey's. If you really have to go and there is a line, you can just take a quick jog over to the gas station, run in, say hi to whoever is working, and hope their potty isn't being used. 

 My dad loved the Karate Kid. Either that or it just so happened to always be on TV so he thought might as well watch it. He and my brother would always say, "Eyyye-ta-ta-ta...no Daniel-son." and they waggle their fingers and shake their heads. It always made me crack up.

 

In my grade school through junior high years my mom thought that if she fed us green beans with every dinner we would be healthy children. The green beans she fed us weren't even high quality green beans though; they were out of a can. Now she has learned better and only feeds us canned green beans twice a week. But that doesn't defeat the fact that canned green beans are still super gross and always will be. 

Week 19: Being An Animal

If I was reincarnated as an animal, I would want to be a flamingo. My comps and novel class discovered that this particular bird is my spirit animal. Finally my color on the outside would portray what's on the inside; sweet, blissful, bubbly happiness. I could fly all over and hang out in the water all day. Not to mention that I'm pink! I would be the envy of all the birds. Also I love shrimp and flamingos enjoy shrimp too! I'm not to sure how well I would be able to sleep on one leg, but I think that I'd get used to it. Having backwards knee caps would take some getting used to too. Another thing that's strange about flamingos is that both sex is pink. Being attracted to a pink man flamingo would be hard too because I like my men more masculine. But for the love of pink, I could probably get over it.

Week 18: When I Get Happy!

There are many things that make me happy. My bearded dragons give me joy. Getting gifts and positive attention puts a smile on my face. I love hanging out in frount of the heater after I take a shower. Sunshine is on my list. It also makes me happy when Damion kisses my forehead. But above all else, people make me happy. Espically when they make silly faces with me and bring up strange topics to chat about. I love it when we all stuff into pictures and photo bomb eachother. Katelyn is my tippy top favorite thing that makes me happy though. I really love it when she smiles, flares her nose, and opens her eyeballs super big. I don't know what I will do after high school. I firmly believe that I won't ever be able to find a group of people quiet like them :...(

Week 17: Senior TV

This isn't senior citizen TV, although you grandma may enjoy it. This is a TV show based around my life as a high school senior. Some reality shows try to jazz it up to boost ratings and it comes off as cheesy. With Senior TV, I don't need any of that phony jazz because my life is flavorful enough without. My friends, teachers, family, and church members have enough spice to blow the top of an Indian restaurant. The jokes, wise cracks, pranks, and fashion would be enough to entertain even Simon Cowell. This show may not be as family friendly as that redneck program with the beards, but this is reality at its finest. You can't fake the awkwardness and stupidity of high school. We've all been there. All views can relate in some way or another. The tender moments, hilarious joke, and love is all depicted in Senior TV.