They say.

I don't care what they say anymore.

They say these are the hardest years, but I disagree. I went through so much at a younger age, that I am prone to stupid situations and am a pro at gettting out of them. With some help of course. I think now is when we get to decide on what we want to do, or how we want to feel. They all want to help, and make things okay, but they never do. Most of the time They only make things worse. Worth the effort?

They say never tell someone that you know how they feel. This is true. I hate using that line and that line being used to. Even being in the exact same situation, you will absolutely never know how someone feels. You can UNDERSTAND how they feel, or feel for them, but its never the same. Nothing is ever the same twice. Why do you think everyone has different finger prints?

They say everything will be good in the end. And they are getting closer to the truth on this one. I have found myself using this line many times. Not to myself of course. But it finds it self to be more true then not. The only problem is is that there is never an end. EVER. Even when we die there is no end. Sure were gone and our bodies are 'resting in peace' it will be the end for us. But everything everyone does, did, or ever will do will effect someone adn therefore, there is no end. So when do you know when you are supposed to be happy?

They say never say never. This is basically true. I recently realized that you don't know who will randomly either come in your life, or if they're already in it, change it. They can take you by surprise. Not all positive though. I never expected myself to fall for what my dingdong friends fall for. BUT hey look at that. I did. I said I would never do that, but I did. So I agree with this. But saying never sets good boundries and morals to effect your consious. So I guess they could be wrong for some people on this one. Hmm?

They say follow your heart. Boy how I wish I would have listened to them earlier. For a time period in my life I have found myself doing what I didn't want to do to fit in. I am at the point where I honestly don't care. In 8th grade when I changed everything I ever was or stood for to finally have the best friend (Riley) I had looked for, I was following my heart. My pre-Riley friends thought of course that it was because I wanted to be popular and bla bla bla. I believed them. I thought I was being a terrible friend for popularity, but in the end I realized it was becuase they gave me a reason to go looking for new friends anyways. Why should I feel bad for having caddy friends?

So next time they think that they know how you feel, promise you that it will be okay in the end, or never say never, tell them to go away. The only piece of advise that you should get from them is to follow your heart. In the end of the day there is no they, them, or those, all there is is you, I, and me, and your own happiness.

Hannah Montana gets what I mean.

Gonna be famous:)

Okay it is still just a fantasy. But guess what?! I recorded one of my songs today. It is the best song I have ever written because it is one of the only songs I have written for me. I was just sitting in my room listening to nevershoutnever and eating M&Ms and then my dad called up and asked me if I wanted to record!

I was so excited! I have been wanting to record some of my songs for a while but I have never gotton around to it. This is one I wrote on the piano the summer between freshman and sophomore year. My dad has a whole recording station thing in the basement. It is cool. First my dad showed me what I all had to do.

Then he set up a new track for me and I recorded my piano part. It was kind of challenging playing the piano without singing. At part I had to because I didn't know what came next. I messed up once but it wasn't a major error. Then i goofed around with the different sounds the computer did. There were so many effects and diffrent instruments I could choose from! It was great! Then we got it all set up so I could sing along with my piano. It was werid becuase I have never just sang the song without playing with it. I thought it was really neat. I felt famous singing MY song into a microphone! Ahhhh:)

Eventually my dad got it all put together and I have my first recorded song! I think I am going record all my finished songs and then put an actual CD together. Then I am thinking about sendnig it to record companies to see if they like me. I know this sounds alittle cockey, but this is something real to me. I don't have the major brains like my sister, and I can't control any electronic like my brother (though I always manage to majically fix the TV when it breaks and noone else can fix it) but I can sing, and write songs, and lyrics. It's a huge part of who I am and if I can at least try to get somewhere with what I am good at, I will. It's just who I am.

This is the song I recorded, but it is the very first version of it and it isn't complete in this video. This was taken in November 2008 so CHECK IT OUT:)

Hello 2010:)

So basically I almost just put 20010. I am a little out of it. Tomorrow is new years eve. It is probaly one of my favorite holidays. It is a time where you can make resolutions you probally won't keep, pretend like everything will be differnt in the new year and hang out with friends.

My resolutions this year are to stop biting my nails (promise won't happen), lose 7 lbs (possible), and be a better/ nicer person. I have been saying I will stop biting my nails since I started, and it just isn't going to happen. I love my short nails, they are just me. I have lost 14 lbs since the last day of 10th grade, and I want to lose 7 more. It is a definate strech, but with 12 months ahead of me to do it, I think I will! And I am not really a mean person, I just find myself crabby to much. The problem is that I am only crabby with certain people. Usually it is the people I love the most. My family usually sees the crabby side, along with my bestfriends. I don't mean to be rude to them, I guess I just assume they will love me anyways. So far so good, but I am going to make a STRONG effort into not being so mean and bossy.

I have kept a diary since 6th grade. I need one. I usually get big ones that I can put endless amount of words in. The diary I have now I have had since January 1st, 2007. I decided it was time to move in. It is hard though because everything that makes me me is in there. When my WHOLE life changed, my diary was one of my few constants. I think I am deciding to stop writing becuase I have this crazy idea in my head that a new diary means a new perspective on life. It might be true. I mean when I am having a hard time, I rearrange the furniture in my room to make the energy diffrent, why can't my new diary do the same? I think I am thinking it will because when I switched to this one it did. I grew up in it. So I am hoping that 2010, with a new diary in hand, will help me change my life again. For the better!

Every year I find myself doing very different things for new years eve. Until I was in seventh grade all I did would be watch Disney Channel. Then I started hanging out with friends. This year I am hanging out with a big group of friends and I hope it will be fun. It probally will be. I think people use this holiday as an excuse to hang out. Just like everyother holiday I guess!


I honestly hope 2010 is fun. If the world really does end in 2012(doubt it) then I want the rest of my years leading up to it to be AWESOME! A new year is just a figment of time which doesn't really exist, but it's also a new beginging . For a lot of people it is a majical start for something new:)

I bite my nails.

But I am obsessed with colorful nailpolish. It is a weird situation I am in. It all started in daycare when I saw my daycare lady biting her nails. I honestly have no idea how I remember that. I guess I am a visual learner. But still. I can't really paint nails either. I can my toes, but not my fingers or anyone elses fingers or toes. It is strange. Anyways since that day on I have bitten my nails.

They are short. If you look at your finger where your nail starts, and then look all the way to your finger tip, my nails are half way between that. People always ask me if it hurts that they're that short and the answer is no. They used to bleed a lot when I was a kid, but I'm used to that. They have never been longer then they are now. I also think that is why I don't have a motivation to grow them out. I am so used to them being short. It is hard opening somethings, but other then that most the effects are positive. I don't cut myself or other people when I touch them. I don't have to worry about them breaking or chipping. When I play my guitar and the piano, i don't have to listen to the clicking. The one and only major reason why I would even consider growing them out is because I love colors.

I love all colors. There is no such thing as a bad color, because they all have a color mate out there. Most colors just don't look good on short nails. They really show off how short they actually are. I can only use REALLY light colors. My favorite ones that I have are this shiny pink white and a blueish purpelish see through color. Luckily, I don't bite my toe nails so I can paint them pretty colors, only I hate wearing flipflops, or shoes that show my toes, so no one can ever see my brightly colored toes.

It might be weird that I still bite my nails. I know it isn't very girly of me. But I think everyone needs something that makes them unique, to bring them together with someone who has almost the same weirdness that you do. My friend Brittany has short fingernails too. Her fingers are smaller and my nails are still shorter, somedays they are the same, but still. It is a uniqueness not most girls have. Maybe someday I will get a manequer? or however you spell it.

I try to be a nerd.

I like doing really well in school. I currently have a 3.76 GPA and am 101 out of 432 in my grade. My goal before graduation is to have a 3.8 GPA and have my class rank over 100. If you would have asked me in middle school if I liked school I would have said no. I got a B avarage. Which isn't incredably bad, especially when there is only 80 people in your grade and a B is one of the top grades. Now in highschool, with many more then 80 people, the stakes are higher and the pressure is on.

I have some classes that are just a given I am going to get an A. I will get one in choir and math definately. All science, im in chemistry now, and spanish are very interesting to me so I try really had to get an A, which I do. Freshman language arts was fun, but last year it was kind of a joke, so I have gotton A's in those. This year I got a B+ but being it an AP class and all I consider that good. Same with my electives. I try to get A's in them and I pretty much do.

I also want to go to a college outside of Iowa. There is nothing wrong with Iowa, just after moving so much as a child I am sick of feeling stranded. I don't hate my family or anything, I just need to meet new people and I am ready to move on in my life. Also, having moved 6 times, money is kind of tight so I have to do my best to get scholarships. I do a decent amoung of extra-cirricular activites so I think that will look good on them. I luckily made National Honor Society too.

I plan to go to California. I want to go to the University of San Francisco. That is where my mom went. I plan to move there and become a famous rockstar. Sure everyone moves to California for that reason. The difference is is I havn't gone my whole life around that particular dream. I have already lived in California once, so I am not "destined" to see what it has to offer me. I have already planned to go to other schools to so I think that is why I'm not setting my whole life around it. It will probally change.

My favorite subjects are science and spanish. I think I want to go to Spain in my third year of college. I either want to go to Spain and become an english language teacher, or I want do become a medical curer. I think finding the cure for diseases would be awesome. I could help so many people! I also love to sing and play music though, so if the rockstar future works out for me then I will have to choose. Who knows? Maybe my legacy will be the rockstar who graduated from USFCA, lived in Spain, and found the cure for AIDS. What a life that would be!

Diary love.

I have kept a diary since I was in 6th grade. I had ones taking me through my move to Sumner, Iowa until today. The current one I use started January first 2007. (8th Grade). People think that that is weird or lame. "Oh my gosh she keeps a diary, what a baby." But in truth, it has kept my sanity at times. It is the only place you can write exactly every single one of your true feelings and it is the only thing you know will keep your secrets.

The summer of 2007 changed my life forever. I grew up that summer in many ways. I found my best friend, left her and my first boyfriend, and had to start over here, a place I didn't want to live, all on my own. Moving is hard even with support from family, new friends, and old ones. It was the most crazy time that I have ever had in my life, and at the end of the day the only thing I really had was my diary. Sure my family was a constant, they always have been. But no one survives on family alone. My diary holds not only major events, but my thoughts and words that I wrote about the hard time.

Since I have had it for three years, it is fun going back to dates one or two years ago and reading what happened. I don't write every single day like I used to. But I write on all the important ones. It is strange how much three years can do. How much one day can do. How every minor event can someday change your life. The people who don't record their life aren't going to remember some events that change their lives. I fell special that I will.

I have often thought of publishing my diary. I decided that I would only do it when I leave for good. Everyone would be surprised. Even people who think they mean nothing to me, they would find out they do. The only real problem with that is that I wouldn't have anything left as a secret for me. I like having something trustworthy all to my self. I have told my share of secrets just like everyone else, but there are secrets I would never tell, and my diary knows them. Go Ask Alice is one of my favorite books. It is a published diary. I think that was what gave me the idea. I probally never will, but I do think about it sometimes.

Hidden talent?

I guess playing the piano since pre age 5 is talent. I never new how to read music until I started playing the flute. Then I knew what all the notes were. I sing, play piano, and the flute. Who knew I could play the guitar?

My dad has played the guitar my whole life. When we lived in California I remember he would always sit on our back porch and play with my uncle, or whoever was at our house. I love the guitar. The way the strings hold for almost ever. The fact that there is endless possibilties for notes. They make it such a beautiful instrument. My brother got guitar hero for Christmas, and a bass for his birthday. Together they inspired him to make music. I always have had the piano, but it is hard to be a rockstar on one instument alone. I mean look at the Jonas brothers. Kevin can only play bass or guitar or whatever he plays, and Joe can't really do anything but sing. Nick can sing, play guitar, piano, and drums. It is no wonder he is the most famous, and going off on his own for a while. I want to be a famous rockstar and my piano was losing its' magic. I had to take a break.

I have always been a visual learner. I guess 16 years of watching my dad finally paid off when I picked up the guitar I have had since I was 14. It was weird. My fish was sick, my brother had surgery, winter was coming, school was getting hard, and everything was out of the norm. So I took my guitar out of its' case and played it. The first day I played it I wrote a song. It isn't complete, but it gave me a promising start to my guitar carerr.

I currently have two songs in the making, and can play part of a song my dad has played around me my whole life. I took secretly a poster of guitar chords from my brother's room and use it when I am stumped. It is portable, and I can play it hiding in my room, rather then in front of my family in the living room. I play it everyday, even if it is only one of my incomplete songs.

I might not ever be a rockstar, and I will return to my first love of my piano I promise, but it is great to know I can do more then I think I can. It is hard being a teenage girl. There is no argueing against that. Having an escape is a great way out, and I have found mine. :)

My dad used to play this song to me and it used to make me cry. It is a great guitar song.

PRINCESS!!! :(:(

My fish died over break. I am pretty depressed. Now I have nothing staring at me when I walk in my room. I have no pet to be resposible for. The worst part is is that there was nothing I really could have done.

Princess was a male betta (Bet-uhh) fish. I got him in about March or April of 2009. He lived in my room next to my window. The light always made his pinks, blues, and purples shimmer in the water. I fed him every single day. There were times when I fed him to much. One time I accidently dumped half the bottle of food in his tank, and he attempted to eat it all. He didn't eat for a couple of days after that. When I came back from my summer vacation he was so excited to see me. I tend to sing a lot in my room and Princess would always have his head next to the glass litenting to me.

I spent a lot of time studying my fish. I wondered how he was always so happy even though he spent most of his life alone in the fish bowl I had for him. My dad raises bettas and told me that they have been pets for so long, they love being around people, but didn't mind being alone. My dad raises and mates bettas and knows a lot about them. That is how I know so much. It bothers me when people pronounce it wrong, or think they know about them when they're wrong.

When it got colder I moved Princess away from my window. It was just to cold for him to survive. Unfortunately, my room was still too cold. Like when people get chapped lips, Princess's lip got chapped and fell off. I noticed something was wrong and gave him to my dad to fix him. It was too late. When I got home one night my dad told me that he had died and already flushed him so I wouldn't have to look at him. It was really sad.

I am still really sad about it. It is hard just writing this. I mean it was just a fish that I had for a while, but he really meant a lot to me. There were days when he was my only friend, and I hate that he's gone. You may think I am crazy but I'm not. I have lost someone that I love. I refuse to get another fish. Nothing will ever take Princess's place. Ever.

This is what Princess used to do, even though he wasn't an angel fish. He loved me.

Picture much?!

I have to admit. I love my picture being taken. It doesn't matter what time of day, or what I am wearing. I just love being in front of the screen. I currently have 2213 pictures of myself on facebook. Some people would say that that is weird or self-obsessive. But really it is just that I like the people who look at my pictures to see me on any type of day.

My room is filled with pictures. I have two bullitan boards FILLED with picutres. One is of me and my friends from the previous year, the other one is for my friend's homecomming, WPA, sports, and dance pictures (Not saying dance isn't a sport, don't worry coli (I know I called you Coli but I didn't know if you wanted your name on here)). On one wall I have all my sports pictures from previous years. Oh I lied I have three bulliten boards; the other one is pictures from middle school that I put up when I moved here after middle school and didn't want to take down. I also have at least 11 picture frames of family and friends. One is a collage that my friend Riley made me of us as a birthday/ going away present. I don't take them down. I love my walls being filled. They are not only full of pictures but 3 calanders, six posters, mirrors, and windows. It works for me. I am running out of space, I might have to start using the cealing. :)

I like taking pictures too. I have had camera issues in the past, but I am getting a red one (second favorite color) for Chritmas. I am super excited. I like taking pictures of scenery for my computer background. Currently it is a picture of my backyard flowers that I took last summer on my birthday. Taking pictures is fun. It helps remember good and bad times forever.

I am inclosing a photograph of flowers because I took it and they are pretty. :)

Oreo's!

I love Oreo's! They are the best cookies ever. I am more of the outside person. The filling is good, but the outside is WAYYY better! I don't like diping them in milk. I like opening it and eating one cookie, then eating the other cookie with the frosting both. With one of my friends I eat all the cookies and she eats all the filling. It works out in the end.

My favorite are the seasonal ones. Sure sure the taste might not be different, but they just seem better! I went to Walmart with my family the day after Halloween and we got two packages of discount halloween cookies for less then a regular one! The Halloween (orange) ones and the Summer (blue) ones are the best.

If it isn't halloween or summer, I like the double stuffed. It honestly is better then regular. I don't care what people say. I love Oreos. Without them, there is no such thing as a good cookie. They set the basis for all the other cookies, it isn't a good cookie unless it beats out the one and only oreo.

background issues

I have no idea the layout I want for my blog. I like it pretty, but I'm not a have pretty things kind of person. I like more bright colors, but I don't want to make it to hard for the wanting reader to not want to read. I am in a delima.

I have tried having a background, but that kind of makes it to depressing. I don't like times new roman font, and have issues with trying to change it. On my free time I play around with it, but I never decide because I realize that I should be working on writing blogs. When I am all caught up on them and have time I will figure out what I want best.

One of my friends is a computer nerd and has a really cool background. I think I might have him make me one, and since he spends a lot of time on the computer anyways, I don't think it will be an issue. Maybe it will. He might be mad that I called him a computer nerd, but he might not know I'm talking about him. But I will have to ask him to make me one, so eventually he will. I don't think it will matter though because I have called him one before. Hmm...

I won't change my picture though. At least not for a while. I love dinosaurs, and that picture is adorable. You probably think I'm pretty weird with my bright color, HMS, dinosaur obsession, but you will come to realize, that that is just me.

Guitar Hero

My brother is addicted to Guitar Hero. He got it for Christmas this past year, and hasn't stopped playing it yet. He has world tour, aerosmith, smash hits, and legends of rock. He can play most of the songs on expert.

I like watching him play sometimes because I am pretty much incapable of playing it past medium. I am fascinated that he can register what note to play and play it at the same time. I also like it becaust I love a lot of the songs. I didn't start to listening to music that is on guitar hero, but since i have it has made it more fun to be around. I know now the titles and song names of alot of my radio favorites!

He will spend some time on the computer watching videos on you tube of how people play it. Our Wii has internet connection and he plays with other people somtimes. He has videos of his own that I think he puts on youtube? I am not really sure.

I am terrible at it. I mean there are some songs that I beast at, but not many. I just recently moved up to medium level. On some songs I could play hard, but I can't move my hand up to the orange button fast enough. It is tricky! I hope Daniel gets more of the games with better songs that will be my inspiration.

I LOVE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!

High School Musical is my personal twilight saga. For all you hermits out there, twilight is taking over the world and changing vampires forever. But that is not what this blog is about. This is about the one and only High School Musical!

Now you might be thinking why would a 16 year old girl be in love with HMS? You would probally jump to conclusion that it is because of Zach Effron. Which is not true. I mean he is attractive but I don't just watch it for him. Plus Sharpay is my favorite anyways. It is a good story!

HMS 1 was great on its own. I remember watching it in 7th grade the first day it came out. I thought it was going to be stupid because I was out growing my Disney Channel phase, but it was amazing. Some of the songs gave me goosebumps they were so good! It was adorable that they feel in love so quickly.

HMS 2 was alright. It is probally my least favorite one, but it is still really good. The songs aren't very addictive. I've got to go my own way made me cry the first time I heard it with the movie. He loves her so much but he blindly treats he bad so she leaves. It is SAD!

HMS 3 is one of my favorite movies of all time. I saw it the Saturday in theaters the day after it came out. I cried. It was SO good! Zach has to choose between love, school, and friends, and ahhh I won't spoil the ending but it is a great movie:)

I currently have HMS on VHS, the DVD of HMS 2, and the DVR or HMS 3 (I'm getting it for Christmas), and all of the soundtracts. I know all the songs in the first and third movie memorized, and most of the 2nd one. I have a poster behind my closet door, and a calander right by my computer. Call me crazy? Maybe. But love is love. and I love High School Musical.

Halloween 2!

So on the Friday before Halloween one of my friends came over and then we went to improv night. It was super hillarious! They used some of our suggestions and it was funny! We sat in the interaction section but that didn't really count. I was crying with laughter most of the time! That night a diffrent friend spent the night and we stayed up watching Marley and Me and eating Halloween candy! yumm!

On Saturday (Halloween) I went shopping with a diffrent friend. A lot of people were in costumes. I didn't buy anything but she bought clothes. It was the first time in a long time we hung out in a long time! It was fun! Then when I came home I carved a pumpkin all by myself and it was really gross and washed my becoming a surgeon dream way down the drain. It smelt really bad and made my hands orange. Eww. After that I helped do my brothers hair so he could go trick-or-treating! He was a rockstar and it was fun.

After I got ready in my favorite outfit of all neon colors, a totally diffrent friend and I went to Walmart. I was really hoping someone would take our picture secretly and put us on PeopleofWalmart.com but I dont think anyone did. :( After that we drove around and then when to another persons house and hung out. I loved seeing all the little kids around. Before I left one of the kids that came to my house was dressed up as a twister board! Hillarious!

Peanut Butter

I have mixed feelings on Peanut Butter. I really like it with somethings, but I HATE it with others. It is alright in Recesses and Peanut Butter Captain Crunch, but I don't like it plain. It is just one of those foods that rocks when wanted, but if not wanted.. EWW!

I really like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with egg noodle soup on rainy days. I don't know why but that is such a rainy (or snowy) day food. I usually, on a sunny day, would have cream cheese with jelly or something. Peanut butter and cheese sandwiches are SO good! Everyone thinks I am weird for liking those two mixed, but I don't care. It is amazing.

I am a crunchy peanut butter person. Smooth is just to, well, smooth. Crunchy makes me feel like I am getting the full peanut butter experience. I really like Jiff. With smooth I prefer Skippy, but I love Jiff crunchy. When you open that blue lid, you know you're getting a treat! I also really like that peanut butter jelly mixed together thing. I think Schmuckers makes it. I don't know but that is delicious! I hate the smell of grape jelly (I don't advise smelling it) so I sometimes have issues with eating it, so my mom will only buy it if it is on sale.

Peanut butter can either make or break a candy. Personally, I love peanut butter M & M's cold. They are just so yummy. On the other hand, I am NOT a fan of peanut butter Snickers or Butterfinger. They are just meant to be left alone. I don't like peanut butter in cookies either. Today I had a peanut butter M & M cookie and it was really gross. I mean no offence for Hy-vee making such putrid cookies, but ewwww.

Peanut butter on the other hand is my brother's favorite food. He would eat a peanut butter sandwhich everyday if he could. I think it is barbaric and weird. I guess your taste for it isn't genetic. It's just one of those things, that makes you who you are.

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Halloween:)

It's almost Halloween! I love it. It is defiantly one of my favorite holidays. I used to love dressing up and getting candy. I swear when I was young enough to go trick or treating, Halloween was either really cold or on a school night. Now that I have stopped it has been nice and on a weekend. Totally bogus if you ask me.

I was until I was about seven. I just really liked being a witch. I was never really creative on costumes. I would always just go with a small group of friends. I lived in a small town, so no one really worried if I was going to get abducted or not.

I love the colors of Halloween. I like the orange of the pumpkins, white of the ghosts, green of Frankinstine, and vampires. I am mad becuase I liked vampires before Twlight came out, and now everybody does. Don't you just hate it when that happens? I loved Interview with a Vampire. It was a great movie (I will get to reading the book I swear!) Sorry I am digressing.

My favorite candy was Recess back then. I swear now they have changed the formula. They taste all werid now. I think it's the peanut butter. Now I am a huge fan of M & M's. They are one of my favorite chocolate candies. I also like Hershey's Cookies and Cream, which they took away for a while and I got sad, and Butterfinger chrisp, or crunch, whatever it is. I love them all. My favorite non chocolate candy is proballyStarburst. They are just so juicy and good. Of course, my favorites change often, so nothing is set in stone.

I am not sure what I am doing this Halloween. I want to hang out with a bunch of friends, but I don't know yet. Everyone always makes plans, but they never really get official. On the Friday before I think I am going to Improv Night which shall be fun! I am going with my friend Alicia. I haven't hung out with her in a while. Maybe I will hang out with her on Halloween. I don't know. I'll be sure to fill you in!

The color yellow

Yellow is my favorite color. All the happy things are yellow. The sun is yellow. My favorite flowers are yellow. Highlighters are yellow. The Walmart guy is yellow. Yellow is bright. Those are just a few reasons why it is my favorite color.

Yellow has been my favorite color since I was in second grade. We had to do a project on what color best describes us. Yellow was mine. I was smart and always happy. I was also one of four blond kids in my grade. I lived in California. Ever since then I have been in love with the color yellow.

I love most colors. I get annoyed with some like purple and tan, but other then that they are all pretty cool. I am a bright color person. I really like pink and bright blue, which makes me like black because they go good against it. Technically black isn't a color, but who likes to be technical anyways. I think I like bright colors because I like to stand out. I don't like to be weirdly different, but having some orginality is nice. I usually wear bright colored shorts. They are my favorite.

Red is my second favorite color. Red and yellow don't really go good together except on gummy worms. I wanted to paint my bedroom red when I moved here, but my mom wouldnt' let me. She says that it is to hard to paint over if we ever move again. I was sad, but I moved on. My favorite pair of shorts is red. I wear them the most. Red is just so lucious. It is a deep color. I don't like that maroon color, I just like pure red, like off the crayon. It could mean good and bad. It just works.

Color is something that has an important part in my life. When I get a house of my own I am going to paint every room a different color. I love opening a box of crayons for the first time and seeing all the colors. Crayons are the best form of coloring. Colors rule. :)

Ahhhhh:)

I am listening to "First Dates" by Blink-182 and I love it. I have their greatest hits blaring on repeat. Their music is so good. A lot of their songs really get to me. This one in particular is about a guy who is nervous on his first date. He just wants the date to get over, but the relationship to work. It is really cute.

It is not just the words that make this a great song. I love drums. To me the drums are almost the most important thing in a song. The first thing that is key is the sound of the voice. If it is annoying and unpleasnt, the song is just annoying when it is on the radio. Next I think is drums. The rythem is what classifies the song. After that is the combination of bass and guitar. They have to go together well and they have to go with everything else. Most of my absolute favorites have a bass and guitar sound that is playing two different things. It is harder to do, so you know they put a lot of thought into it. Lastly into making a great song is the words. If everything else is great, the words don't matter. It is the reason why I love a lot of church songs. The words are pretty cheesy but everything else is pretty cool.

Blink-182 is pretty amazing. Now I am listening to "Feeling This". I have no idea what this song is about, but I love it. I am glad their drummer Travis Barker was in a plane crash and I am happy he is okay. His talent is amazing. He will always have burn scars, and might not ever be able to play like this again, but he will live pretty normal and I'm happy for that.

Now "I miss you" is playing. This is one of my favorite songs ever. I have loved this song since the first time I heard it. It refrences "The Nightmare Before Christmas" when he says: "live like Jack and Sally" and that is one of my favorite movies of all time. I also think of this song whenever I hear the word spider. I told that to my friend and now she thinks the same thing. I think it is funny. Everytime we listen to her ipod I we will listen to Blink-182. My choise. I think she gets annoyed sometimes, but she lets me.

I am adding the offical "First Dates" music video. Caution: Swearing.

If I had one Superpower...

I have two super powers in mind. They are both things that would be very relevant to my daily life. I would probably wear a costume and help people out at night. My name would be Magical Multiple-powered Miranda! It would be totally sweet if I could have both at the same time.

The first super power I have in mind is flying. It would be so easy to get around and do things. I would never need a ride, wait in traffic, or spend money on gas. I could just decide I wanted to go out and fly away. At night I could attach glow sticks to my feet and legs and I would look like a neon rainbow. I always imagine what that would be like. I have dreams sometimes about flying. Those are some of the best dreams ever.

The other super power I have in mind is being able to know all the information about a song within two point three seconds of listening to it. As soon as a song would come on the radio a pop-up would flash into my head and tell me what song it was, who sings it, album, year, and there might even be a "play music video" option. Of course this could get kind of annoying, especially if your in one of those moods where you want to listen to one song over and over and over again. There would be an on/ off switch in your belly button. That way it wouldn't get in the way.

Those would be the coolest super powers ever. Everyone has thought at least once in their life about what super power they would chose if they could chose anything. I don't read comic books, or watch many action movies. I think the stories I come up with in my head are cooler and not so boyish. Even girly comics are pretty manly. I should become a comic book writer. For our ninth grade end of the year how-to projects I did mine on comic making, not that I have ever done one. I actually didn't get it done until the night before and drew my comics ten minutes before class. It was about a purple dinosaur. I don't remember much about it other then that I got a B+ on the whole assignment somehow. I haven't really drawn anything since then. Dinosaurs are still pretty sweet though.

I prefer water.

Some people think that that is the weirdest thing ever. It is so refreshing. Always. After a walk, or even with food, it is the happiest drink alive. Even though it is not alive.

I don't drink pop. It makes my stomach hurt really bad. It doesn't taste good. When I am sick I like drinking Sprite, but that is pretty much the only time. It always makes me dehydrated too. I don't really like milk either. Chocolate milk is acceptable at lunch because I think it is bogus to have to pay $1.25 for a water. I put milk into cereal, but I only use the tiniest amount. People think that is weird too. I don't even like milk with cookies. Milk= bla. Kool-aid is pretty good on occasion. There are some meals that water just doesn't taste good with. It doesn't go to well with chicken or ketchup. I don't usually eat either of those things, but when I do I need something like kool-aid or sunny-D to help it down. Sunny Delight is the only orange juice I will drink but my lips are usually chapped and I don't know if you have ever had orange juice in your cracked lips, but believe me, it sucks.

I prefer tap water with ice cubes. I don't like water bottles that much. I always feel like I am limited to how much the water bottle holds. When I use a cup I always feel more able to get refils if needed. Whenever I go out to eat I get water. I get as much as I want and it is free. It is nice. Water also makes me hyper. Caffine doesn't. It is really werid how that works. Only cold water does. It just like wakes me up or something. Caffine from pop usually makes me sick so I do not get hyper. That might be totally weird, but that's me. Yesterday our sink broke so I had to go two meals without water. I don't mean to sound like a drama queen, but that sucked. When it got fixed and I drank like five cups of water. Yumm.

I don't like bridges, ESPECIALLY when they are over water. They are just that much creepier. I don't really like the ocean either. It is strange that I love drinking water so much, yet I hate all other water. I don't mind pools. I mean I will get into lake or ocean water, I just don't like being over it. I probally won't ever take a cruise that is for a long period of time. It is very wierd.

It makes me wonder.

I went to my first best buddies party after school today. It was really fun. There was a treasure hunt, cookie decorating, pizza, and braclett making. I am an associate member meaning that I am not paired up with one particular buddy, I am just there to help keep things moving smoothly. It is a really interesting club. I changed the way I look at people with disabilities.

We have all seen disabled people. Weather they are paralyzed, seriously injured, or just slow, we have all felt bad for them at least once in our lives. It really makes me value life on so many ways. One of the best things about being there, is seeing how happy they are. It makes the world seem like a lesser place when people who have everything mope around, when the disadvantaged people take life in and make the best of it everyday.

It was cool how sweet the teachers and all the peer buddies were. Everything that the buddies said was listened to with respect. I saw parents pick up their kids, and it made me start thinking if my child will be like that. I don't know what I would do. people in the world. The teachers of the classes, the sign language translators, the peer best buddies friends, the family members, and everyone involved, those are the people who are making the world a better place.

I love Christmas music!

Winter is a great time of year. I think that is why I love the winter. I love it when the sky is cloudy and there is snow on the ground. The house will start smelling of cookies and I will be allowed to play Christmas music whenever I want. It is a magical time of year.

The thing that I hate the most about the winter are the clothes. I am a shorts person. I have decided that this year at school I might wear shorts in the winter. My legs don't really get cold. Ever. My arms do. That is why lately I have been wearing long sleeved shirts, shorts, and my DC shoes everyday. I have a bright green coat that I am kind of excited to wear. But not really.

Christmas music is my favorite! Sometimes when in the summer I will still listen to it. It is just so happy. Plus I love the sound of bells, and most of them do. My favorite Christmas song is Sleigh Ride. I fell in love with that one by listening to the Hilary Duff Christmas CD. I also really like Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow!, What Child is this?, The First Noel, and all the rest of the songs on the Hilary Duff Christmas CD. I sang Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow! in fourth grade with my best friend Megan for our Christmas concert. I also play it on the piano. It has really fun notes. I also love playing The First Noel. In eighth grade I sang What Child is this? at church on Christmas Eve. It was really fun.

There are just so many wonderful things about the winter season. Today we saw the first snow. Unfortunately it didn't stick. It is only the beginning of October, but I can't wait until more comes!

Im turning into my mother.

Everyone always says that they will never turn into their mothers when they grow-up, but eventually do. I unfortunately have already done so. Not in the things that she does, but her personality. It's not necessarily a bad thing, just something that I have noticed.

My mom is pretty weird. Okay I lied, she's very weird. When I go shopping with her she will ask me if I want this or that and if I don't answer right away she will start randomly dancing in the middle of the isle. It's like wow mom cool it. And it just so happens that every time she does this, there is someone I know around. Flip this around. When I am shopping with my friends and they see a cute guy or are being lame and boring, I will take the pleasure in embarrassing them in front of who ever's around. The difference is, is that we're teens and if they severely got mad I would stop because I understand, but my mother who thinks she is still a teen sometimes, does not stop and then yell at me for getting crabby with her when she was the one dancing around the store in the first place. That is one of the negative qualities.

I am starting to like the same music as her. I used to listen to country and pop, but now I'm starting to listen to her radio stations and Cd's. I don't really know why that change is suddenly occurring, but it is. If you look on my previous blog you will see my top twenty songs as of that day. Most of the songs on there I either heard from her, or have heard because my radio taste has changed into hers. I don't mind this likeness.

We both also talk really loud. We don't mean to and most of the time we don't even realize that were doing it. I talk loud when I haven't talked in a while, or when I am excited, or on those days where I just am not in the mood to keep it down. She is mostly only loud when she answers the phone, or she thinks that your in the other room when your really standing right next to her. It will be really quite in the house, she would be withing her HGTV and I would be around either playing the piano or doing homework/reading, and the phone will ring. Most people like I would answer the phone in a nice normal "hello" or "aloha", which is my personal favorite way of answering the phone, knowing that the purpose of the phone is to be like having a conversation right there in person, but my mommy dearest will answer the phone with a "HELLO!" as if they really are across town or even worse, the country.

We also have little personality traits that are the same. We are both non-criers when it comes to everyday things like people being mean, but when were into a good book or watching almost any movie, were both big babies. When we watched "Bridge to Terribethia" we were both bawling at the end. We also laugh at our own jokes and talk to ourselves. It doesn't matter what were doing, but we always are muttering softly as if the whole world is listening. Though she doesn't listen, I will say something and she will ask me about it like three days later and vise-versa. We both are interested in the same things, but we always have different opinions on it. Most importantly, we both are very upfront about our beliefs. We argue about almost everything.

Don't get my wrong. I love my mother. She has her strange habits, that yes, I am starting to take over, but I do to. Everyone will turn more like their parent someday, I guess I am just taking the lead and doing it first.

Current Favorites.

I have a billion favorite. The only thing that I have one favorite on is food and that is Mac and Cheese. I couldn't even tell you how many favorite songs I have. If I had to have a top twenty as of right now:

1)Panic Switch- Silversun Pickups
2)About you now- Miranda Cosgrove
3)I miss you- Blink 182
4)Thunder- Boys like Girls
5)Audience of One- Rist Against
6)I want you to- Weezer
7)Here it goes again- Demi Lavato
8)Boys of Summer -The Atris
9)Hey there Dehlia- Plain White Ts
10)Jane Says- Jane's Addiction
11) Flavor of the Weak- American Hi-Fi
12)First Date-Blink 182
13)Stay my baby- Miranda Cosgrove
14) What is love- Play
16)Love this way- Eden's Crush
17)Love Drunk- Boys like Girls
18)Hey Juliet-LMNT
19)Homecoming-Hey Monday
20)Tree Hugger- Antsy Pants; Kimya Dawson

That was really hard. I think depending on the phase of life I'm in, my favoite songs change. The real good songs are the songs that I am always, 100% in the mood to listen to. A lot of songs on that list are, but not all. I guess I will have to put more thought into which songs make my day any day.

I love seasons.

It is a great time of year. The leaves are starting to fall, the grass has to be mowed less often, the air is getting cooler, and school is still fun and exciting. Everyday I walk home from school with my friend and it is great. We both love crunching leaves and sometimes we will race to crunch the biggest ones. We go on walks a lot too. The cool air is always really nice and sweet. I don't think I have a favorite season. Each one brings me back to good memories and sweet holidays. They are a part of my life. Each town celebrates seasons a little differently, but some of the best seasons were celebrated in Walnut, Iowa.

I was young when I lived there. I remember the football games, cheering with the cheerleaders, drinking hot chocolate, and causing trouble with my best friend. It was great. It was a small town and everything was a lot more personal to people there. The people in the stands were not only parents and grandparents of the football players, cheerleaders, and band members, most were Walnut High School Alumni's. It was great, it felt a lot more school spirited then it has anywhere else. It was a great place to be a kid.

Winter, oh winter. Every weekend before Christmas the whole town would gather at town square and watch the lighting of the huge Christmas tree. The snow would be all around, but it would be worth it. Santa would be at the Christmas Store (yes we had a Christmas Store) and all the children would go tell him what we wanted. There was always the holiday home decorations that night too. It was fun to drive all around that small town looking at all the bright lights and moving reindeer. I learned the truth about Santa in that town, but the holiday's were so magical, it didn't really matter.

Spring was wonderful! I loved walking home in the spring. Everything was so green and luscious there. The flowers were brighter there then anywhere else I have been before and since then. It smelled amazing. Every Easter there would be an egg hunt at city park. There would be different age groups for all the kids. I was in girl scouts at that time, and we were the ones who had to fill and hide all the eggs. It was really fun. It was great walking down the streets after a good rain storm. The memories are so great there it's a shame we had to leave.

Summer's weren't extra spectacular there. I think summer's were the best in Sumner, Iowa, but Walnut did have a few good ones. We moved to Walnut in the summer. It was hot hot hot the day we decided to move in but it was a good day. The next summer we moved from our rental house to a big house with a big yard on the outskirts of town. That was good because I was a lot closer to my best friend. Me and her rode our bikes every single day. We would also go to the pool a lot. There wasn't a pool in town, so we had to go the neighboring town to swim, and it was great. The third summer there was very uneventful. I don't remember anything mega exciting that happened. I played softball, but that's about it. The next summer was the first time I went to camp. It was for church, but it was so fun it was amazing. I made a lot of friends and I still talk to a few to this day. The summer after that, I moved. Summer's are a strange time. It is when most life changing things occur.

I love seasons, and as you now may understand, I don't have a favorite. They all are so enjoyable, and great things always happen, it's hard to choose just one.

Bright Pink!

I painted my room this summer. I have been wanting to paint my room in this house since I moved in, two years ago. I really wanted to paint it red, but my parent thought that that wouldn't be a good color in case we were going to move again. I was sad but I got over it. I was still having troubles deciding on a color, so I decided to get a bedspread first. I picked one that was pink, brown, orange, blue, green, and other bright colors. I love it. I still couldn't find a color and my boring tan room was driving me nuts!

So one day this summer I went to the basement and saw what colors we already had. I have had a lot of rooms, and one of the greatest things about that is that I get to pick out new colors every time, and so do my siblings. In my old house my sister had bright green, pink, and blue walls, and luckily we still had all of those colors! We also had orange from the room my sister and I had, two houses ago. I was excited that I could finally paint my room. I was talking to my friend about it and she said that she would love to help me paint it.

She came over about noon, but I was too excited so I painted the green wall before she even got to my house. When she did, we painted the blue wall. I let her paint the edges because I wasn't supposed to get any on the ceiling. That was a mistake. She got the dark blue paint all over my ceiling. When we were done with that wall we had to take a little break to let the paint brushes dry. We chilled downstairs and ate macaroni and cheese-my favorite food. After that we went up to my room again and painted the pink wall. She was fired from painting around the ceiling. I let her use the rolling brush to paint all the insides of that wall. It was really fun. We had Lady Gaga blaring in the backgroud. It was mega hot that day, and because of the fumes I had to open my windows. After the pink wall we took a longer break becuase the next wall was my closet wall and there were a lot of small spaces. We wanted to be focused, which if you can imagine two teenage girls painting a room with loud music, we were not.

During our long break we relaxed on my bed talking and eating. It was nice because she is one of my good friends and it was the first or second time I had seen her since school got out. We caught up on the summer and talked about how awesome next school is going to be. We were hopeing we would have at least one class together. It turned out in the end that we have four classes and lunch together, not to mention we share a locker so we knew we would be seeing eachother a lot. When we went back to painting my last wall, we were tired. It was like six o'clock by this time. My room isn't really big, but it's not super small, so I had just enough space to put all my furniture in the middle of the room. It was really hot and crouded. The last wall, like I said, was the smallest wall, and thankfully it only took us less than an hour to do. Her dad came to pick her up around 7:30, we were both fifteen at the time so niether of us could drive. It was a really good day. Not only had I got to paint my room four bright colors, I made a great friend that I still have today.

In case you haven't noticed.

My blogs have mostly all been about different things. I am supposed to think of three main topics, but that's a bit tricky. As of this second, I could think of things that I could write a lot of blogs about, but in March my ideas and interests might change. I tried to pick three really broad topics that I can throw everything into.

My first one is school. Past, present, and future. Going to five schools has really made me who I am, the present is putting what I know to work, for the future. My family is very school oreintated, and it is a big part of my life right now. I figure it always will be.

My second topic is home life. That will include what I do at home, who I live with and my pets, my other family, and memories of past houses. I have lived in six, and again, my rooms and houses have really changed me. I wrote The History of my Bedrooms once. It was very personal and explanitory about my life. Each room has seen a different Miranda and each new one will too. My home is an important part of my life.

The last but not least topic is music. Not just my favorite song or band that day, but the music I write. I write songs on the piano and have since about forever. Music is something that gets me through. The perfect song is the one that you can listen to no matter how your feeling and have it relate to you. I have a lot of favorite songs, but only a few really get me through everytime.
I will try to keep things in theese three catagories, but sometimes I might get creative and make it relate when it really doesn't. The best kind of pattern is no pattern at all, and I plan on keeping it that way.

I used to want to be a chef.

But that isn't going to work out. Cooking just isn't my thing anymore. Even if it was, I don't think I could do it everyday for the rest of my life as a job. I swear in college I'm going to live off of cereal because it's easy to make and I practically do anyways.

I only really like cooking on cloudy days. I don't know why but I just usually am more in the mood then. Unless I feel like cooking, I am NOT a good cook. I set the smoke alarm off making grilled-cheese. Who does that?! Most of the things are cooked done to the point of almost being burnt, but instead have a nice crisp to them. That's fine when your cooking things like cookies, french fries, and chicken nuggets, but when your cooking things like cake, bread, and quesadillas, it's better that I don't cook. That is all mostly a timer-temperature issue. I have had some really bad expirences where that isn't the problem. When I was in fifth grade or so I wanted to make a cake. We had a strawberry one and I loved strawberry things back then. I was excited- so excited that I got all my ingredients out so fast I didn't look at the labels. I made the cake and when it was all done and everyone was eating it I noticed it tasted a little funny but not to much so I didn't say anything. Since no one else complained I just thought that it was my taste buds. I never like to put things away. I will take stuff out make a mess and rarely clean up. When your young you can get away with it though to an extent. My dad was putting away the ingredients like the egg and milk cartons, the sugar and vanilla, etc., but when he got to the oil he realized that something wasn't right. We eat mexican food a lot at my house, that includes frying our own tortillas, and my dad puts the old oil back into an old oil container so he can dispose of it right. Apparently I had used that oil instead of regular vegatable oil. The funny thing was, was that that oil was on the third shelf of the cabnet and the one I should have used was on the first shelf. I think I'm to spacey to cook. For foods class last year the end of the term project was to cook something at home and bring it in. I decided to make deviled eggs. I had to double the recipe and being me and all I doubled everything except the mayonaise. It was really dry and gross, but I don't think anyone in class noticed. At least they didn't say anything if they did.

When I'm in the mood to cook though, I cook really well. I can make the nestlé cookies look like they do in the comercials- and taste amazing. I am a great macaroni and cheese cook, too. I make it so cheesy and delicious it's pretty ridiculous. Oh and hamburger helper is another one of my specialties. There's other stuff that I can cook, those are just my bests.

I don't watch a lot of television, but when I do, it's mosly the food network channel. It has the best shows ever. Unwrapped is my absolute favorite. I also watch Chopped when it's on. Sometimes they will have specials on things and I will watch those too. I never really got into Iron Chef Ameria. It bores me a little. When I got my wisdom teeth out and couldn't eat, I would watch the food network channel and dream about the the food I would be able to eat once I got better. I ended up getting dry-sockett (not fun) and I couldn't eat for even longer then anticipated and it sucked! The food network channel got me through. Cheesy I know.

My favorite food is and probally always will be Mac & Cheese. It's just so good! I also love donuts, cheese sticks, all breakfast foods, most mexican foods, and popcicles. Once my friend and I ate like 8 popcicles in the summer for breakfast. It was fun. I mostly just drink water. Occasionly I will drink chocolate milk, kool-aid, sunnyD, milkshakes, and smoothies, but not really. I hate pop. It makes me so dehydrated and stomach achy. I will occasionly drink Dr. Pepper or Sprite if we have it, but not usually.

Where to go from here?

It's my junior and now I have to start thinking seriously about colleges. That's what my mom keeps telling me over and over. I should at least have an idea about what I might want to major in. The truth is, I have no idea. She says I should think of schools in Iowa. They are good schools. There cheaper. There close to home. But I don't want to be close to home. I moved so much as a child that I can't stand being here for so long. Sure there are a lot of people that I love and will miss dearly, but I want to go to a place totally new and be someone new again. It's not easy to explain and comprehend, but it's my fact. I want to live before I get super mega serious. I may regret that decission later in life, but for now I think it would let me keep my sanity.

I don't know what I want to be. I think I will probally end up being a teacher or something else school related, but I don't know for sure. I used to want to be an astronaut. Then I read the biography of Christa McAllifue, relized that a lot could go wrong, and changed my mind. I know that's a lame excuse for changing my dreams, but I was eight, and I didn't care. Then I transitioned into my palientologist phase. I still love dinosaurs, but that job just seemed to boing. My dad who is a teacher and my mom who work as a school media secretry both told me not to become teachers, its not a high paying job, and I could to better, but I love school. I always have. It's my free time, where I can see my friends, and learn new stuff. I love learing. I think being a teacher is perfect for me. No we don't have the most money in the entire world, but I turned out alright and I belive that my kids will too.

I still have to look into different schools. I have a pretty decent GPA and I am involved in extracurricular activites so I think I would be able to get scholorships. So I am going to keep looking and I will hopefully find something this year that will be my choise.

Who doesn't love music?!

I love music. It's more of a need. I have been listening to music since before I was born. My music taste has changed throughout the years. When I was little I used to listen to RadioDisney. I loved it. Disney songs rocked. I was in love with Jump5. A couple of their songs still make my top 20 favorite songs ever. I listened to that until I was in 5th grade. It wasn't cool to be a 6th grader listening to RadioDisney. So i moved on to listing to a pop station. I don't remember the call name, but it was a station like 102.9 or 92.3. I listened to that for about a year maybe until I feel in love with country music. In 7th until 9th grade that was basically all I listened to. My mom hated it so in the car I would always compromise for pop stations. I don't really like those songs all to much because there basically all the same. The same stupid whiny voice singing about hot hot he/she is. It's pretty annoying to me now. At the time though it was alright.

The summer before my freshman year I basically lived with my best friend Riley because I didn't want to move. She has to sleep with the radio on and it would always be country. Our life was a big country song. The summer was relaxed and the feelings were good. Of course it wouldn't be a country song without love. There were heartbreaks and new loves, but through everything we were best friends therefor we loved each other. I loved that small town. Life was peaceful there. Moving was so hard for me. I don't think anyone can understand truly until they go through it. The only thing that stayed the same for me in my time of need was music. It helped me through. Avril Lavigne especially. After things were basically settled, I would try to listen to country again, but the memories were so strong and hurtful I couldn't without crying. It still is hard to listen to country.

Now I currently listen to 94.1. It's basically a rock station. There a lot a like, country and rock. Country just has a slowed melody and calming words. Rock is more straight up honest. When things suck or are weird in life, rock will express how your feeling because those songs are real. It's not calming and settling like country. I also love the old poppy-rock songs that never made the radio. Mostly songs about summer.

Now music is a must. Sometimes the help of music is stronger then the help of friends. When you find the perfect song you realize that someone else has gone through your pain, and when they turn out okay, you realize that you will to. I mostly love all types of music, but it's not about the genre of music, it's about the heart behind the song.

Hello pets:)

I have a billion pets. It's pretty ridiculous. I have a dog and her name is Zero. She is adorable but smells really bad. Not my fault. I also have a cat named Emma. She is fat. I don't know why all my pets turn fat but they do. Like my betta fish Princess. She is pretty chubby. It could be because I feed her like three times a day. Hmm. My sister and brother both have betta fish of their own too. This summer my dad bred some of his betta fish, so we have currently about 300 or so? There cute though. My dad also likes turtles. We have about fifteen turtles. Most of them we've had my whole life. There are defiantly part of my family. We also have salamanders and frogs and a newt. There pretty cool. Whenever someone comes over to my house for the first time they are super fascinated with all of them. Some of my friends look at them every time they come over.

I think it would be pretty cool to work at a pet store. Not for a life-time job, but a high school/college job. I have been around pets so long I would be a pro. In my previous Iowa towns, a lot of my friends lived on farms so I know stuff about farm animals too. Mostly just about cows, pigs, horses, and sheep. My sister likes bugs a lot so they've had a strong presence in my life too.
I used to have a cat named Chewy. I got him at a garage sale when I was in 4th grade. I loved him with all my heart. He was declawed so we had to keep him inside at most times. Sometimes Chewy would just look so depressed that we would let him out for a little while. My house now have a fenced backyard so we figured it would be okay to let Chewy outside to play. Unfortunately I got stuck with lame-o neighbors who complained about his freedom. The move here was very hard for me and I barley had time for Chewy anymore anyways. It was really hard, but I had to let him go. He was eight years old. He sprayed on carpets and was just miserable. So we had to put him to sleep. It was very sad. Every August 11th I still think of him. I also used to have three other dogs. They all were just not dogs for us so we ended up getting rid of them. That was sad but not as sad as Chewy.

Overall I'm pretty much an animal person. I still eat beef, hot dogs, and chicken nuggets so I can't quite call myself a true animal lover, but I'm up there. I will defiantly no matter what have pets when I get older. No they aren't humans, but sometimes having someone around who can't argue with you back is pretty nice.

Where do i begin?

Being a teachers kid is challenging. It makes me not sure of whether people like me for me, or if they like me because they like my dad and want to make a good impression on him. Some of the people who liked me before they had him as a teacher still only like me because I am a teachers kid meaning i can do no wrong and when I do something wrong I won't get into trouble. But that's not true. I am just a normal kid. This is just as much my high school experience as it is his job. A lot of people don't understand that.
In my old old town I got a lot of things just granted to me because I was a teachers kid. I remember this time when the 6-12 graders (it was a preK-12 school) all got to go see a musical in Des Moines, Iowa. I was only a 5th grader so I didn't have a chance to sell food to raise money. The day of the musical, someone got sick so I got called and was allowed to go. I was in band and choir so that could be the reason why i got to. But i was also the daughter of the only math teacher in the high school. It was a small school. It was super awesome and totally fun, but if I wasn't a teachers kid, I might not have been chosen.
In my first town not only was it a preK-12 school so both my siblings were there, and my father was a math teacher in the high school, but my mother was also the school liberian. At my very very first school I got to go alone too but it was K-2nd grade so it didn't really matter. But finally in middle school I got to be alone again. I was free. I didn't have to care how I acted because my parents wouldn't hear all the rumors. It was great.
But now I'm back to being a teachers kid. I have to watch what I say and I can't misbehave because that would look bad. I'm not saying I would be a total rebel if my dad didn't work here, but at least I could have the choise.