Tennis (Sort of fail)

Today I went to my first tennis lesson.

Yes, I know today it was about two hundred degrees out, but I went.

Turns out, it hurts my wrist at times.  Dx

Thank goodness they had a mini net inside so we all didn't die of heat stroke. 

So, the first day, we pull into the Saline Rec. Center parking lot we sit there for a little bit.  We're about five mins early.

My mom and I scope the area for people (aka boys) that will be in the class.  In a few seconds there's a dude with a tennis racket in front of the car walking into the building. 

It's a dude from my old youth group at church.  Oh great.  I barely know this guy!!  All I know is that I beat him in arm wrestling once when I was in desperate need of people to talk to.  He was hanging with some girls and me and some other chick who I barely know yet lives near me were talking joined them.  Long story short, one of the girls was better than him at arm wrestling and when I beat him (Only because his arm was in a weird position) I couldn't beat the girl.

Oh well.

Anyway, this dude obviously didn't regonize me. 

My mom decides to walk us to the tennis court, which is outside, that my dad had said to go to.   There's some hot boy sitting drinking some water and I feel super self concious of looking like a moron in my head band that I think makes my head look fat.  Some lady directs us inside.

We go in.  It's very cold.  :DDDDDD *Relief*  In the area for tennis I am relieved to see there's a lady teacher.  Joy to the world!!!!!!!!!!  :D

So, I bounce a ball on my racket while looking a little at mystery youth group dude.  He's just passing himself a ball blah blah.

He's not even cute.

At least not a lot.

NOTHING TO SHERLOCK HOLMES OR PRINCE HARRY OF WALES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xDD

Then it gets even funnier because he talked to the teacher at least five times during the class.  Okay, maybe he's just a guy who enjoys talking to teachers, but the girl was only, maybe, sixteen.  Okay?  And this dude is probably about thirteen. xD  So I glimpsed some really funny flirting.  xDDD  I couldn't exactly tell, but still.  Lol. xDDD

And it followed up to me getting very sweaty and feeling disgusting.  I was wearing grey so I hope there was no pit sweat stains..!!!  Dx  Um, ew..?  Poor guy...

So, it ended with me being tired and sweaty right down to my undies.

Oh, and Hannah was in the class too.  :D  YAYZ!!!

It ended with eating PIZZA.  Two slices of cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese!!!

FROM HUNGRY HOWIE'S PIZZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mm mmm goooood!!

And now tonight I am writing this.  :)  Enjoy my sad, sad day.

But wait!  There's more! 

Nah, I'm just kiddin' wit choo!!!  There's no more! 

So enjoy this picture of puppy eyes I drew JUST FOR YOU!!!!  (just kidding)

"Stalking"

I think you've all heard of this word: Stalk; stalking; STALKER!!!!

Do you know the meaning of the word 'Stalk'?  Days today, it means going directly to someone's profile on any kind of social network.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!

I will now give you the definition from a dictionary website:

transitive verb

 

1: to pursue by stalking

2: to go through (an area) in search of prey or quarry stalk the woods for deer>

3: to pursue obsessively and to the point of harassment

 

You see?  You can comment on anyone's post on facebook! 

 

It is ridiculous, all of these unspoken rules there are these days.  I should be able to comment on someone's post saying a point without the thought that they will immediatly think of me as a stalker.  They say, "Holy cow, why is SHE commenting on this?!"

 

You should also be able to like a post on Facebook without having to worry about them thinking you're looking at their every posts.  I must say, I only saw this on my home thank you VERY MUCH!!!!

 

Another thing that gets on my nerves is when people comment on your stuff TOO MUCH!  No, on buzz I could care less because those are only close friends, but sometimes there's those reletives that comment on your every post.  I know for a FACT that when your aunt, let's say, comments on one of your posts, it scares off the hip people you're friends with. 

 

Not that your reletives aren't meaning it!  But... Still.

 

Then there's the kids (I was one of them) that comments on everything you post.  Kids.  That you don't know well.  Get a grip dude!!  I DON'T KNOW YOU AT ALL.  STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DO.  (Like I said before, I have no objections to strangers on buzz.  That's different somehow.)

 

I will admit it.  I am a stalker by blood.  My mom gave it to me.  We are so in sync with stalking!  (No more to be said on my mother) I have stalked countless people!  Friends, friend's crushes, people my friends meet, random people who say weird things, snotty people, friends of friends of friends of friends, etc.!  The weird thing? I'd look at their pictures.... 

 

Yes.  I am a stalker.  YOU GOT A PROBLEM!??!??!?!  I don't stalk anyone on buzz because that's physically impossible.  Every dang post comes to you whether you want it to or not.  Thank goodness for buzz.

 

"I walked through the thick woods, clutching my rifle close to myself.  It was cold in my red palms from the chilled air.  My breath came out as puffs of steam and I shook with cold in my thin jacket, but I needed to bring some fresh meat home.  I had to.  Or we would starve. 

  I heard a crack as that of a twig breaking under the foot of an animal.  It made my body stiffen up.  I turned my head rigidly to face where the noise came from, hoping that it wasn't a bear on my life. 

  It wasn't.  It was a beautiful doe.  Her large brown eyes stared at me curiously and I backed away slowly.  I hid behind some trees and started moving annonymously through the woods, stalking her."

 

This is another example.  A very deadly example whether it applies to animals or humans.  A burgler can stalk you while you're walking home from the library or somewhere.  Even a friend's house.  O________O  A lion may stalk you when you go to Africa.  You may stalk a lion when you go to Africa.  I may stalk you.  <O>_<O>

 

Let us hope not.

 

Take a look:  (*FAKE*)

Billy Mays: DO YOU LOVE STALKING PEOPLE?!

Man: Yes. O_O

Billy Mays: WELL GO TO ITUNES AND BUY THE SONG 'EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE' BY THE POLICE (real name) YOU CAN FULFIL YOUR NEED FOR MUSIC TO DESCRIBE YOUR FEELINGS, PAINS, AND EMOTIONS!!!!!!!!!!

Man: Okay... >.>

 

Wanna know who was awesome?

 

Billy Mays.  Mr. Oxi Clean.  God rest his soul.  -_-

 

 

 

 

Hamlet

A week or so ago I went to my library to stock up on books to read.  I love the library... Ever since I dared myself to go into the teen section with my mom, I have been adicted to reading again.  I was a very avid reader before I started watching TV.  What a lump I was!  Watching Disney Channel and Nickolodean all day when it wasn't filled with school.  I realized (After I'd watched all the TV shows I could possibly stuff into my brain)  I simply needed more books.  That weren't writen for ten year olds... No offence meant kid section.

Back to my point.  I went into the teen section a week ago and was looking around carefully.  You never know what you'll find in the teen section of a library these days.  Darn modern liturature! 
  I was sucessful though.  I had a bunch of historical fiction, which I adore sincerly, and I was looking at some random book with the picture of a blond chick with fancy curls that looked very obviously curled with mondern mechanics.  The tital was called 'Ophelia' and it looked innocent enough, so I flipped open to read the discription. 

OH, GOSH, IT'S BASED ON A PLAY BY SHAKESPEARE!!!!!!!  HOLY CRAP, MUST READ BECAUSE IT HAS A DUDE AND A GIRL AND OBVOIUSLY THEY HOOK UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Based on Hamlet.  I read half in two hours when I picked it up after reading three of my historical fiction books.  It was quite good.  Too bad I ended that night by reading their wedding.  The next day the worst thing happened!!!  Gosh, she accidentally made him think she didn't love him!  Then she sees he didn't really love her!  I felt so depressed!
  Then I realize I didn't read all of the description, read that, oh...

It's a tragedy...

That's just great.

Today I was sitting on the counter of my mom's bathroom while she was getting herself ready for the day (aka makeup, etc.) and asked about Shakespeare.  Oh, that's fabu!  He only writes tragedies and comedies!  Can people who lived five hundred years ago have humor?  Seems very ridiculous.  Yet, my mother tells me that I would like one of the comedies... Surrre... Maybe.... I don't know.
 
All I know is that if Romeo hadn't over reacted to Juliet's death, he could've saved the tragedy.  Wasn't she actually alive at the end too?  I don't know.  I honestly don't.  I did Wikipedia 'Hamlet' because the description in the book says he has dark hair and blue eyes.  Okay, fine.  I'm a sucker for that stuff!  (He doesn't have any good paintings on Wiki! D:)  Instead, I see a pic of Ophelia dead in some pond.  Well there goes the surprise!!  THANKS WIKIPEDIA!!!  LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!

Not.... >_______________________>

Now I'm trying to finish it... Still have plenty to go. 

I already know what I'm gonna read after that!  Most likely the autobiography by Helen Kellar!  I was supposed to- OH OH OH!!!!

I HAVE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

First Post Aparently

Yes, I have a blog.  :D

Now I know what you're all thinking.  (Or do I..??) "Why does she need a blog?!  She has a BUZZ!!!!"  You are correct!  I DO have a buzz!  But buzz means you can't talk about yourself for length because people will yawn at your personal life and realize how boring you are. 

What is so special about a blog?  I have no idea.  I just think it would be cool to post wacky stuff that actually sort of happened, yet, my over active imagination changed it into something spectacular. 

It also will help with my dream of being a writer.  When I was young (Seven??  Eight??  Seven-and-a-half??!!??!!?) I read those books 'Little House on the Prarie'.  Got obbessed.  First chapter book I'd read EVER.  It's writen by Laura Ingalls and she imediatly became my idol.  In fact, I grabbed paper, pounced on one of those things you can put on your lap while you write, SHOT AFTER A PENCIL AND STARTING WRITING MY LIFE DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You can imagine how that went. 

"Once there was a girl named (You know my name.  Not able to be shown do to privacy).  She had a lot of siblings named (Once again removed) and they were very happy!"  First page, one quater covered.  Energy gone.  Throws away the ten sheets of paper I expected to fill with beautiful writing about my life and I don't know what happened after.  Probably got something to eat.

After those days, despised writing.  Found tricky manuvers to get out of learning it until one day.  Oh yes, one fateful day, I discovered my friend Kaceyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!  Yes, I started writing her stories of her beloved because I loved making romance.  It was then that I realized I was destined for this.  I thank God daily for Kacey.  For more than that, but you get my point.  It's thanks to her that I will make millions and billions of $ in the future. 

God bless Kacey.  *Anthem* 

Also, my life is very dull.  Okay, sure my dad found his half-sister he had never known about his entire life out of the millions of people in the U.S.A. in the neighborhood he just happened to be hunting for houses for my family to live in at that very moment.  But PSSHHH!!!  That could happen to anyone!  (Haha, not likely).

And also, so what if my mom has had seven kids and pregnant yet again!?  Have you ever heard of that show 'Ninteen kids and counting'?!  Yeah.  I thought so.

Okay, maybe that's cool, but I have never made any use of my life.  I've never saved a life by catching a poor sitizen (I'm so awesome I can get away with spelling that wrong!) from falling into the waves and getting eaten by man eating sharks!  Or getting poor Mary-Jane out of yet another evil dude with my awesome webs that shoot out of my hands when they are in that special position. 

What is up with Spiderman!?

Another reason I want a blog?  I'm barely allowed on Youtube and that's the place where people say witty things (I'm basically talking about Nigahiga) and make people all over the world laugh.  I wanna make people laugh!! 

So gosh darn me, but I will on here!!!!  >:D

This will be a place for me to put personal opinions, the few things that are exciting in my life, and just for awesomeness to boil on a 278 degree fire and let rest for 48 hours.  After, chill for 1 minute then pour on grass to create rainbows.  (Or a Nyan Kitty.  Either.  Depends on your mood!)

My imagination is low after tiring it for an hour.  You will see more posts soon.  So good-bye for now!