Protesting Auditions March 30, 2009

Whoever is the person that thought up auditions, would you please find me so I can beat some sense into your head? This time of year, auditions are left and right. Choir and theatre in particular for me. And let me tell you, I am freaking myself out A LOT. We all know a girl/boy who is good at everything. Well, this particular girl at my school who is good at everything wasn’t auditioning for theatre. So I was feeling really good about the audtion. And then BAM! The day before MY audition, she decides to audition. And that’s when I freaked out inside. NO! Now there is major competiton! I’m gonna die! Fortunatly, not too many people are auditioning and there are 10 slots open. I’m crossing my fingers that the talented girl doesn’t ruin my dreams by taking the spot that might’ve been mine. How will I ever sleep tonight? (I’ll be counting sheep, so pity me.)

Ugly Shirt of the Week March 29, 2009

Here is the ugly shirt of this week, March 29-April 4… Drum roll please? (Pretend you hear a drum roll.)

Okay, so this shirt is compliments of Alloy.com again. Thanks to them for sponsoring this ugly shirt. The name had something to do with a scarf. So I’m pretty sure you could make this at home. All you have to do is wrap an unusually wide scarf around your upper torso and viola! There you have a tube-top in seconds. Also, make sure the scarf you use has a real ugly print to it as well. That shouldn’t be hard, just go to an old lady store.

The Morning Intruder March 22, 2009

One Sunday morning, my mom came into my room to wake me up for church. I had a headache so I told her I was going to stay home and rest. To my surprise, she told me I couldn’t stay home.
“I can’t go to church. I’m sick!” So she shut my door and left.
I drifted back to sleep only to be awoken by a big crash and then a groan. It didn’t seem weird the first time because I was still half conscious. The second time I heard it, I started to get worried. I froze. It seemed like forever but the crash and groan came again. I was going towards the stairs to go down and see who was on the porch in front. (Now keep in mind. My family is gone. It’s just me at home.) I barley made it to the first stair when I heard someone moving around in our Kitchen.
Adrenaline was rushing through me as I went as quietly as I could back to my room. I backed myself into a corner where no one could see me through the door if they looked in. By this point, I’m terrified to tears. As if by divine interference, I see my phone lying on the floor by my bed. I got down on hands and knees to crawl towards it and return to my safe corner. As soon as I’m there, I dial 911. Shaking and crying, the dispatcher calmed me down while I waited an eternity for the police to get here.
The dispatcher finally tells me they have arrived. She asked me if I could go to the garage. I felt safer knowing two things, one, the police were here, and two, I was speaking to someone who could help me. So I gathered up my strength and walked the plank to the garage.
The two officers walked up to me and asked me a few questions to make sure I was okay. Then they walked into the house and went straight for the basement door. (My oldest brothers room). One of the officers yelled, “Anyone down there?”
“Yeah?”
“Why are you here?”
“I live here.”
At that point in time, I just mentally whacked myself in the head. My brother came up stairs and told me that it was “just some guy asking you to a dance.” So, I went to the front porch to see a pyramid of pop cans with a candle on top. As soon as I stepped onto the porch, they fell. The saying was, “I’d be ’soda’ lighted” if you’d go to the Winter Dance with me. His name was on the bottom of one of the pop cans.
Anyways, the two officers had a good laugh and left. Right as my parents were coming home. My family had a pretty good laugh, especially Sadie who had warned my mom not to let me stay home for fear I might call the cops. How ironic.
I was still really shaken up and incredibly embarrassed. The boy who asked me didn’t find out until almost a year later. He thought it was hilarious. Good thing to.

Ugly Shirt of the Week March 22, 2009

I enjoyed finding ugly clothing so much that I’ve decided to feature one ugly shirt each week. I want to state that the featured item is ugly in my eyes. No offense to your personal style if you like it. Also, I’m not much of a fashionista anyways. So I may hate the things that are instyle too. Here we go! The following is a picture from an online store called Alloy. Most of their clothes are really cute.

Ugly Shirt

March 22-March 28

I’m not really sure if you could call this a shirt.

It’s more like a onesy babies wear. Besides, tucking in

your shirt is not really back in style yet. (I hope it never comes back really.)

But, the name of this picture is after all, Black Cat. So maybe

Cat Women wears one.

Faux Designer? March 21, 2009

Of course everyone has their own style when it comes to clothes. But I really hope that a very small amount of people actually like some of the styles that come from Go Jane. ( The Zebra shirt is just really cool.) Here are a few examples:

Keep those babies up with built in suspenders!

Next time you go shopping, pick up some of these jumper shorts. It's a must have.

These poofy pants would look great on any Prince Charming.

Hoping to look like a triangle? Perfect. Where this shirt and poof your hair. Wala!

Going on any Jungle Expeditions soon? This shirt is perfect camouflage.

Ruffle it up to the neck in this great floral patterned... thing.

Ow, my eyes!

Woah! Look at that sunset! Oh wait. Never mind. It's just some girls shirt.

Save the rain forest. Buy this shirt to support the cause.

All you need is your feathered headdress to blend in with the zoo animals.

If you come from Jerusalem two thousand and nine years ago, you should feel right at home in these shoes.

But, if you want to blend in more with the crowd, you should wear these heels. They look the same with a little elevation.

Don't be scandalous and show your ankle. But show your toes.

The perfect shoe to match your ruffled shirt.

Whovillation March 18, 2009

Ever met someone from Whoville? Well if you’ve met me, then you have. My face is puffed up in just the right spots so I look like a retarded Who. It’s quite a cool look. Very popular right now. Everyone should go get surgery to get a cyst removed so they can look like Who’s too! It’s really wonderful not being able to move half your face because it’s so fat. Seriously! So try it. And enjoy a popular Who look for only 4 days!

In Like a Lamb, Out Like a Lion March 3, 2009

The morning of Sunday March 1st was a clear day without any wind. March came in like a Lamb. So true to the little saying, March should go out like a Lion.  As of right now, March is going along with the usual wind. The snow is melting like crazy and there is a lot of mud unfortunately. Looking on the bright side, I can now go make mud pies and feed them to my most unfortunate friends. I wonder how I will pull that one off? I’ll let you now how it goes.

March is the best and the worst month all year. The best because Spring is coming. The worst because everything is still gray and dull. No green yet. And all the trees look dead. Like this one:

When Spring comes, there are so many great things to look forward too. Summer, Easter, Summer, my choir trip, Summer, swimming, Summer, star gazing, Summer. Did I mention Summer? I must have forgotten. Summer is something to look forward too. I forgot to put it in my list so I just listed it there. Last of all, the best of all the… list.

☀ Spring is in the Air ☀ March 2, 2009

There comes a point when the snow piled four feet deep gets old. And then, you hope that the sun will come and melt it all away and the grass will turn green and the leaves will grow on the trees. Well that time has come. The snow is melting away and the grass is slowly going green. The best time of year is Spring time. The world renews itself  and makes for a new beginning. And who couldn’t use a fresh new start every once in a while?  The biggest sign of Spring coming is when the birds are chirping too early in the morning on a Saturday and it wakes you up. It’s time to plant the garden and mow the lawn. (I love to mow the lawn) And, no, I will not come mow your lawns for you. Sorry, my lawn is big enough