I have always loved Thanksgiving. There is just something about it, the family, the parade, and maybe the fact that I can eat as much as I want, and not feel fat for eating like a hippopotamouse.(that is spelled wrong)
I also love decorating for Chistmas. We have two trees, one for the game room, and one for the living room. The one in the game room has all of the homemad ornaments, the kind that have sentimental value to my mom. (Since I'm very artistic, I take one look at the crafts I made in pre-school, and become so embarrassed) The tree in the living room has all of our other ornaments. I think that they are called, "Old World ornaments." We have a lot of them. Mostly they are of santa's, angels, or stars. But there are some that I absolutley love; a turtle, a fat penguin, a squirrel, and this fish that is rainbow.
I was allowed to start decorating the tree about 2 years ago. I drop and break many things....
Another thing about Christmas that I love is baking! My mom and I, mostly my mom, bake non-stop. Chocolate chip cookies, andes mints cookies, peanut butter cookies, hershey kiss cookies, and many other cookies.We could feed a small army!
I also enjoy getting presents, but I really like to give them too. It's always fun to watch the persons face as they open their gift. For my friends, we don't really give each other gifts, we just compete to see who can make the awesomest cards. It's really cool.
The best part about Christmas though, is that it's when Jesus was born.... and there's no school!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Catching up continued (2)
The months go by quickly, September, October, November, and now December. It's already half way into the second grading period. But lets rewind a little to... Halloween!
Erin, Delaney, and I went trick-or-treating together this year. Yes, I know, a little childish, but who doesn't like free candy from total strangers? For me, candy is only one of the perks about Halloween, but the costumes, are everything. I don't go all out, my friends do, but I make sure that it is just right. We went as neon nerds. Plaid button down top tucked into shorts, zebra glow-in-the-dark suspenders, and neon animal print socks. We froze our butts off, mostly because it was 30 degress and raining, (we forgot the umbrella) but it was totally worth it though! In the end, we had so much candy that we had no clue what to do with it. This resulted in us having a huge candy war. There were only a few minor injuries...
Delaney and I ended up singing karaoke the rest of the night, well she sang, I don't really know what I did, but you wouldn't call it singing.
When I got home, I ate half of my candy, and I didn't even throw up. The only thing that sucked was that we didn't have monday off. This was not wise of the school because kids + candy + lack of sleep = crazy kids.
It's even worse for me, because of the ADHD. Before school I had even more candy, and about 2 cups of coffee, my hands were literally vibrating. When this happens its like the CAFFINE APOCALYPSE! I feel so bad for my teachers... and friends, I think that I bit around 7 people that day, half of them I didn't even know.
I'm going to stop writing before I say something that will probably get me arrested, or put in a mental hospital...
BYE!
Erin, Delaney, and I went trick-or-treating together this year. Yes, I know, a little childish, but who doesn't like free candy from total strangers? For me, candy is only one of the perks about Halloween, but the costumes, are everything. I don't go all out, my friends do, but I make sure that it is just right. We went as neon nerds. Plaid button down top tucked into shorts, zebra glow-in-the-dark suspenders, and neon animal print socks. We froze our butts off, mostly because it was 30 degress and raining, (we forgot the umbrella) but it was totally worth it though! In the end, we had so much candy that we had no clue what to do with it. This resulted in us having a huge candy war. There were only a few minor injuries...
Delaney and I ended up singing karaoke the rest of the night, well she sang, I don't really know what I did, but you wouldn't call it singing.
When I got home, I ate half of my candy, and I didn't even throw up. The only thing that sucked was that we didn't have monday off. This was not wise of the school because kids + candy + lack of sleep = crazy kids.
It's even worse for me, because of the ADHD. Before school I had even more candy, and about 2 cups of coffee, my hands were literally vibrating. When this happens its like the CAFFINE APOCALYPSE! I feel so bad for my teachers... and friends, I think that I bit around 7 people that day, half of them I didn't even know.
I'm going to stop writing before I say something that will probably get me arrested, or put in a mental hospital...
BYE!
Catching Up.
I haven't blogged in a long, long time. Forgive me.
Time just flies whether or not you realize it. So many things have happened since I last wrote. Since it is a Saturday, and I don't have anything to do right now, I'm going to give you a summary of the past months.
My perspective on the "First Day of School":
You wake up extra early to get ready, who doesn't on the first day? You also have all of your outfits picked out for the whole week, back to school shopping is amazing! You then eat a light breakfast, because your stomach is to jittery with excitement to be hungry. Although you're dreading the long walk to my bus stop, okay, that's an exageration, but it is a big hill, you can't wait to see your friends! Your neighbor is already there, and his mom too, who is prepared with her camera, unfortionatley, is ready to start snapping photos. It's kind of a tradition to take a picture on the first day of school, for the parents. In every single one, all of us look so depressed, you can see the dread on each of our faces. Then the bus comes, you can hear it way before you see it, you get on, find a seat, and then the bus driver floors it before you're halfway down the isle. Everything's great, until you actually get to school. You wander around lost for half of the day, arriving 15 minutes late to almost every class, and realizing that you're not the only born with out a sense of direction. So far, you are loving it. No homework, great teachers, and classes with all of your friends. The day goes by quickly, the end bell rings, and you can almost hear everyone thinking, "Oh thank God!" You agree with them too, but you enjoyed the day, and you can't wait to come back tomorrow. Then it hits you, hard, you have to go to school tomorrow, and the next day, and the next for 185(?) days. Monday through Friday, with activities after school, you will try to squeeze in homework, but you can't guarentee anything. Suddenly the bus becomes a hearse, school becomes the prision, and the teachers, well they are just doing their job. School just isn't kindergarten anymore.
Time just flies whether or not you realize it. So many things have happened since I last wrote. Since it is a Saturday, and I don't have anything to do right now, I'm going to give you a summary of the past months.
My perspective on the "First Day of School":
You wake up extra early to get ready, who doesn't on the first day? You also have all of your outfits picked out for the whole week, back to school shopping is amazing! You then eat a light breakfast, because your stomach is to jittery with excitement to be hungry. Although you're dreading the long walk to my bus stop, okay, that's an exageration, but it is a big hill, you can't wait to see your friends! Your neighbor is already there, and his mom too, who is prepared with her camera, unfortionatley, is ready to start snapping photos. It's kind of a tradition to take a picture on the first day of school, for the parents. In every single one, all of us look so depressed, you can see the dread on each of our faces. Then the bus comes, you can hear it way before you see it, you get on, find a seat, and then the bus driver floors it before you're halfway down the isle. Everything's great, until you actually get to school. You wander around lost for half of the day, arriving 15 minutes late to almost every class, and realizing that you're not the only born with out a sense of direction. So far, you are loving it. No homework, great teachers, and classes with all of your friends. The day goes by quickly, the end bell rings, and you can almost hear everyone thinking, "Oh thank God!" You agree with them too, but you enjoyed the day, and you can't wait to come back tomorrow. Then it hits you, hard, you have to go to school tomorrow, and the next day, and the next for 185(?) days. Monday through Friday, with activities after school, you will try to squeeze in homework, but you can't guarentee anything. Suddenly the bus becomes a hearse, school becomes the prision, and the teachers, well they are just doing their job. School just isn't kindergarten anymore.
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