The Girl Next Door

A post! Because I forgot to blog about it yesterday.

Yesterday.

Was.

AWESOME!

Dude, seriously. After church, we had a youth group activity, and it was just supposed to be pizza and a movie at the church, but we actually went out to a place called Cici's pizza down in easton, about...45 min away? So THAT meant that I got to sit in a car for 45 MIN with Donnie.

Did I mention I was the only girl there? Yeah. I was. Only me, Donnie, Shane, Henry, and Tyler. So it was me and Shane in the back of the car, then Henry, Tyler, and Donnie in the middle with my youth pastor and his wife in the front. And then Shane decided that he had to ask some girl he knows to come with us and like...borrowed my phone for the ENTIRE TRIP.

Shane's actually not so bad if you just talk to him. I mean, yes, he can be a jerk, but he's pretty okay. Funny, too.

Tyler just tries too hard. Tries too hard to be cool and to sit next to me and...I'unno. At first, it's kinda flattering, but then just kinda weird that someone 3 years younger is continuing to like you. He's a real sweetie, though. Always a gentleman to the ladies, haha.

Donnie is...I don't even know. He's cool and I like him lots but then he beats on Tyler and I'm just "dudethat'snotcool ._." I guess he's just a regular teenage boy. BUT I FOUND OUT WHERE HE LIVESSSSSS!

Pastor Nathan decided to just drop us off at our respective houses and his, Shane's, and Tyler's was first and they live not even two minutes away from me. It's so WEIRD.

Henry's a pretty cool guy. He's pretty much the only guy I talk to a lot and am just really comfortable with. There's a swingset at the back of the church with two normal swings, and then one of those round swings in the middle. The kind that is just a round seat with a rope at the center. Anyways, so we went out to swing while everyone was in the church and since the swingset is for little kids, we had to toss the round swing over once for it to be high enough. And then we tossed it over again so it was REALLY high and then I couldn't get on, but kept trying. But he managed to get on and it was all just very fun. *nodnod*

Being the only girl with a bunch of guys wasn't so bad. I mean, I've known them for three years, right? Haha. But yeah. *loves*

Happy Birthday, Dearest

So it’s finally July 22.

 Forgiveness is not something we do for other people. It’s something we do for ourselves to move on. But I remember so much.

I remember pretending we were puppies that were abandoned by our parents and one of us would run away from the other, thinking that the other was ignoring us only to be brought back and reassured of our love.

I remember  pretending we were Xanya and Manic or Sonic.

I remember waiting for you while you were at school and eagerly jumping out of the car to greet you.

I remember you running away from my hugs because I hugged too tight and too long and wouldn’t let you go.

I remember Lassie and Goldie and Chocolate and Dallas and Wags and the rest of our stuffed dog family.

I remember arriving at your house so late at night that you’d already be asleep and I’d sneak into your room and crawl into bed next to you, cuddling you and just breathing you in.

I remember Polly Pocket(those rubber dresses with the glitter that wouldn’t come off) and Littlest Pet Shop(Ribbon) and our miniatures and all the drama our dolls seemed to have.

I remember constantly cleaning your playroom or your normal room and not thinking it was a chore just because we made it a huge game.

I remember mixing our ice cream with pop.

I remember our eight hour long phone conversations and acting like a boyfriend and girlfriend and saying, “No, you hang up!” “No, it’s your turn!” “No, I did it last time. You hang up.” “Why me? I can’t bear to do it, you hang up.” And being actually serious about not being able to bear it.

I remember fantasizing about what it would be like if we were sisters. Which of our parents we’d keep: your mom and my dad. What pets we’d have: Arwen and a shetland sheepdog. What school we’d go to, what friends we’d have…

I remember teaching you piano and you teaching me guitar and playing duets together.

I remember setting up our music in a public bathroom and crawling over the stalls and sitting on top of the walls.

I remember water fights  and the slip and slide and the crazy daisy.

I remember our yellow fellow made-up language.

I remember dropping one of those bricks on your foot accidentally when we were in the pool and you getting so mad at me.

I remember our constant fights about nothing and hating each other and kicking and clawing and freezing each other out only to be best friends again two minutes later, honestly forgetting our whole fight.

I remember trading off bikes as we rode to the library and seeing that creepy cat statue in the window on the way back.

I remember macaroni and sherbet and sliding down banisters at nanay and tatay’s and borrowing your clothes all the time and you taking after whatever I liked at the moment(“Immensely amusing”, high school musical, Naruto, too many bands to list).

I remember you quoting off HP to me word for word and the old tire swing in your ravine and hiding you in my car when we were going back to the States or hiding me in obscure places in your house and you having a birthday party every year and me never missing a single one.

I’m sorry that I had to miss this one. I’m sorry that you weren’t at my sweet sixteen or that I couldn’t tell you the speech I made about you for it. I’m sorry I tried to forget about you. I’m sorry that our promise was broken of never having another quiet time and that I’m not sure anything can ever be normal again.

I would do anything to hold you again, do anything to go back to the way we were, but I am so sorry.

I love you so much.

Happy birthday, Gabby.

Happiness Abounds

'Keh, so. I had this whole angsty thing I wrote in another journal today. Was thinking about posting it. And then I saw my email and had a new email from my friend, Calli. Calli used to go to my school. She's actually the one who introduced me to NaNo and she's an absolute darling.

Anyways. So this email was about her reading my book from my first NaNo, Beginning at the End. And it just..wow. That made my whole week. Her review of it made me so amazingly happy and you know what? Now? Now I do not even care about what day it's going to be in approximately 48 minutes. Now I'm just happy that someone really liked my book

Late but OHEYLOOKVIDEO BE DISTRACTED!

'Kay, so. I completely spaced on ever posting a blog about camp. Yeahhhh...sorry 'bout that. This is really late, I realize. So, I'm just going to post the dvd from camp that I had. It's from my week and it was a relatively small week so I'm in a lot of it, haha.

Some fun bits in it is like, one of the pics Me and another girl are running down grass, blue on one side, red on the other. Yeah, that would be me being forced to race. There was no other girl on the red team that would do it, so Trevor, one of the counselors, decides that he's going to volunteer me. He was like, "GO LAUREN!" I'm like, "This is so not why I told you my name. ._." But yeah. I didn't lose too badly.

Lessee, what else...oh yeah, FunTime was GREAT. I loved every bit of it. There was a facebook skit, haha. There were these two guys and one of them knocked on the other's door and was like, "Hi! Do you want to be my friend? Confirm or ignore?"
guy 2: "Um. Do I even know you?"
guy 1: "Yeah! We went to Kindergarten together!"
guy 2: "Oh, yeah. *pause* You hated me."
guy 1: "Yeah, but now I want to be friends! Confirm or ignore?"
guy 2: "Will you leave me alone if I ignore you?"
guy 1: "*pause* Nope! *says cheerfully*"
guy 2: "Will you leave me alone if I confirm?"
guy 1: *pause* Nope! *says cheerfully*"

And then the second guy ends up accepting and they like...it was just so funny. Other people came up and they were like, Tell us what you're doing! And he was like, "Dudewhy. ._." "Because we're your FRIENDS! =D" And they threw a toy sheep at him. And did superpoke. And a guy in overalls and a pitchfork and stuff came up, and said in this hilarious voice, "DO YOU WANNA PLAY FARMVILLE?" Everyone started cracking up, it was great.

Oh yeah, and the Mystery Mansion thing, it was set up like Clue. 6 suspects, six rooms, and six weapons although, we only got to go to three rooms, so it wasn't really a fair guess as to who killed the pig. The one guy, the taxidermist, he acted CREEPY. He like, chased us around the room and talked with a creepy voice and kept advancing towards us and the window was open, so I'm pretty sure that the rest of the camp could hear our cabin yelping, haha.

Our team cheers were pretty cool! Some of 'em were the same as last year's, but I really like one new one we had. It went like:
"We're awesome! We're awesome!
Hit 'em in the head with a big dead possum!
Ooh, ah ah! Ooh, ooh, go red!
Ohhhhhhhhh, smack!"

It was so funny. And another one:

"This hat! Is red! You heard what I said, I said this hat! Is red! You heard what I said
I said this neck! Is red! You heard what I said, I said this neck! Is red! You heard what I said
I said YOUR MOM! Is red! You heard what I said! I said YOUR MOM is red! You heard what I said!"

...I think we just liked screaming at the other team about their mom. Classic. xD
The speaker, Tom Farrell, he was amazing. He didn't coddle you, didn't make you feel all warm and cozy in your little Christian bubble and I loved that. Sometimes all you need is a good kick in the pants.
Without further ado:

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Le Sigh

My sister's talked to Gabby recently. Like a couple days ago.

Gabby asked how I was.

My sister is an idiot.

She told Gabbie that I was "good but she bawls everytime she hears your name".

I am so ticked. That is not how I want to be portrayed to her. It wasn't even the word 'cry'! It was....ahfielahflieahf. It made me look so pathetic. This is so ridiculous. I wanted my sister to answer, "She's fine, she's great, she's bloody fantastic without you, she doesn't need you, she has other friends, good friends that love her, and everything's just dandy".

Not that I cry. *fury*

Anyways. In happier news, there is a Ramsey Elementary in my town.

This is amazing and wonderful. I must find a way to teach there. (Especially since it's the grades I like, around Kindergarten-2nd grade. :D )

Guiltmonkeys Galore

Okay, that's it, I'm sitting my arse down and writing. I've been ignoring Diary 'cause I knew where the story was going, but I didn't like how I was writing it so I set it down.
I know what I want in Dare and I like how I'm writing it, but I've just been lazy.

Yeah, so, the reason I'm trying writing those stories again is because Taylor is one of those people that inspires guilt. Not just ordinary guilt, oh no, not her.

She has like..these guiltmonkeys. I swear, they're worse than the NaNo guiltmonkeys. It like worms down inside you and makes you squirm in your seat and look away because you're ashamed.

Curse you, Taylor.

I actually like procrastinating.

*sigh* Off to go write my fantastic stories that I've been neglecting.

Save For A Few Of Those Late Night Episodes

Look! A post! And I'm late! But I don't really care because I vlogged today anyways.

SO! I am extremely excited about guy night. It's going to be fantastic and Zander and Hayden are going to get drunk and then Zayden will occur. This is HAPPY-MAKING.

I've decided to write a ff. Just because I can't get them off of my mind. So like, I'm basing it off of Hold Me Down by Motion City Soundtrack. We'll see how it goes.

Nordstrom=twilight heaven

Kehso.

We went out shopping today. Now, normally I hate shopping and all that icky stuff, but it was...okay. I mean, I didn't like it when my mom still got me stuff when I said I had enough, but it was all right, haha.

I got this AWESOME KICK-BUTT LEATHER JACKET! Seriously, it's so awesome. I love it so much. However, it's...expensive, so, we're picking it up on around wednesday next week. Which means, I have until next wednesday to decide if I'm keeping it or not.

See, it's about the price of a plane ticket to Calgary which in turn means Taylor and Claire and Possibly Sarah. Sooo...my dad also has to see if he can get off work to go to Calgary by then. So, my logic is: If we're going to Calgary, I'm returning the jacket. Not going to Calgary, I'm keeping it.

Rather traumatic deal, but it'll be worth it. *nodnod*

There were also these life-size cardboard cut-outs of Edward and Jacob in Nordstrom and the lady helping us heard me pointing them out to my mom.

Her: So you like Twilight?
Me: Um, no. I hate it.
Her: *stares* Oh. ...Why?
Me: Because it's bad writing and it has an abusive relationship. Edward is a psychopathic stalker.
Her: I don't think I've ever talked to someone who's hated twilight. Well, I've talked to people who dislike it, but none that are really passionate about it.
Me: ...

So yeah. That was...disturbing. I don't particularly think that stating my reasons is really "passionate". I mean, she asked. Haha, and my mom gave the excuse of "she wrote a book" when I said I didn't like it. xD I love my mom.

Quiztime!

So, I'm going to do a vlog today, hopefully while at Nursery at church, but I just wanted to do an iPod shuffle quiz. Basically, just set your iPod or whatever music thing you have to shuffle, and put the title of the song that comes up as the answer. S'interesting and funny, haha.

If someone says, "You're hot", what do you say? What’s the Use Of Wondrin’?

How would you describe your life? Since You Been Gone

How do you feel today? Summertime

What is your life-long goal? Five Becomes Four (to defy math?)

What do your friends think of you? You’re Worthy Of My Praise (AHAHAHAHA)

What do your parents think of you? Kidnap Sandy Claws

What do you often think about? Honestly

What do you think of the person that likes you? Rough Landing, Holly

What does your best friend say to you? What Light

What do you want to be when you grow up? I Will Go (...go where?)

What is your favorite saying? Walk The Plank (aha, that's great)

What will you dance to at your wedding? So She Dances (awww, that’s cute)

What will be played at your funeral? Smooth (meh, I hope not)

What if your biggest fear? Let Me Take You There

What do you think of your house? The Shade Of Poison Trees

What do you wish you were doing right now? Champagne For Celebrating

What was the last thing you said? Summer Of 98 (aha, funny thing is, I was actually talking about how this summer was in the 90s...)

What are you thinking about? So Far Away


Anyways. When I upload the vid later tonight, I'll post a link in here. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEjMAxSagPs

Please Let Me Crawl Into A Corner Now

Man. I am such an insecure little freak.

I'll be happy and talking to my friends and stuff and then one of my friends will start talking animatedly to another of them and I start feeling left out. And a little jealous. And wanting to be the one they're talking to instead.

It's so ridiculous! Especially since I do it a lot m'self.

I just. I dunno what's wrong with me. I'm being stupid. I need to stop that and have some confidence. Yeahhhhh.

Although, I guess it's better to be quiet and not offend anyone than be confident and say stupid stuff by accident. Dunno.

Anyways, going on to happier notes, JULNO!

Yeahhh, I don't know what I was thinking when I let Taylor drag me into this. I could barely manage it in November, but whatever. School's almost over, so I'm hoping. Only got about 2.5k so far, which means writing 2k each day should get me to 50k. Or that's what Taylor says, at least.

Anyways. I'm mainly doing Diary of an Imaginary Friend and Taylor's been a tremendous help, giving me constructive criticism for it and ideas for plotting. I've also got I Dare You back on track. Seems merging with Truths is all it really needed for it to reveal itself. Well, most of itself. I still need to iron out and straighten bits, but it's going pretty good, I must say.

I just really love how James being Jamie's cousin explains most of her quirks and mannerisms. It's GREAT.

Well, that's about it. Got to go finish up an essay and writing. Fun, fun, fun.

Finished

Penta's done.

I can't believe this.

No more updates in my inbox.

This is...I mean, I'm so happy. It's a good ending and stuff and I'm super happy about one of the chars, but like.

This almost makes me depressed.