Dreams

How many of you have dreams? (That's a weird question to ask.. almost everyone has dreams.. I hope.)
I have the strangest dreams.
They are usually funny.
They are usually violent.
And they usually involve my friends getting pushed of cliffs by monkey's wearing tutu's....
They are also usually very twisted and my friends usually find them very offensive. I do too, because the monkey's usually attack me.
Last night I had a dream where I was reading a book. Normal, huh? Nope.
I was just sitting there reading the book, but the weird part is... someone was reading the book to me. I cannot remember the words, but it was so clear and it sounded like an actual story/passage. It wasn't like a romance novel or teen book, but it seemed like it was from a long time ago. What I mean is the kind of books that Shakespeare, Mark Twain, and other famous authors wrote. It had meaning and a purpose. I am not saying that the books these days are useless. They aren't. I love reading books so much. It's just that this one seemed like a legendary book. Okay. It sounded like a very advanced novel that Englished scholars would study, but this book probably did not exist. That is why I find this dream so weird. I've had a couple dreams like these before. I do not know how to explain it.
Okay, I should probably stop talking because you probably think that I have gone totally crazy... again.
So, the dreams with the monkeys..
They usually start off with one of my friends dancing very awkwardly, stupidly, and dangerously close to the edge of a cliff. They are normally wearing a really weird outfit. (One that they wouldn't be caught dead in) Then a random monkey runs out from a random bush that just decided to show up. They yell, "Boo!" at my friend, which then causes her to fall of the cliff...
I think that I need help.

People

It seems like I've been apologizing a lot lately on here. So here it goes, I'm sorry that I haven't been on here in a while, I've been so busy, blah, blah, blah. You get the point... right? Do you know what really annoys me?
People. Who. Always. Think. That. They. Are. Right.
I don't have a reason to get annoyed with them, it just happens. I was (notice how I said "was." This means that we are not friends anymore.) friends with this person who believed that they were always right. Remember, I'm only in 8th grade, so this is pretty cocky of him. He was positive that his political views, opinions for himself and for other people, his wants, his needs, his answers, literally everything, were correct. Sometimes they were, but other times, they were so far from right, it wasn't even funny.
 I am part Native American. One of my ancestors married Tecumseh's grand niece or sister. (I think that Tecumseh was a Shawnee Indian Chief.) He tried to convince me that I was not Native American because it happened a long time ago. I might not have the "Native American" features, but the rest of my family does. According to him, I am not even "part" Native American because it happened, maybe, 400 years ago. I am not sure why, but I am extremely protective of my ancestry and family history. My dad and I both share the interest of where we are from and who our ancestors are. That was kind of an insult to me. You're most likely confused why... Even though they married into our family a few centuries ago, they are still part of our family and our history. If something happened a while ago, it doesn't mean that it never existed. It is still part of history, even if it is a small part. Okay, now I'm confused. I just don't like people telling me that my family history is wrong. You're probably thinking that I'm over reacting.
I'm not.
He then proceeded to tell me that my political views, my PARENTS political views, and my GRAND PARENTS political views were wrong. I hate politics. They get a lot of people in trouble and they cause a large amount of tension between people. That is why I am not choosing sides until I have to vote. Did I mention that this is coming from an 8th grader? Isn't that kind of.. oh I don't know... horrible? He said that not having a political party was wrong. I'm only 14, I won't be voting for another 4 years. I definitely will not be choosing his political party. I'm choosing my parents, 1, because I can, and 2. I want to tick him off.
This just has me so worked up, even though it shouldn't. I just need to get it off my chest, then I'll be okay.
He tends to assume that people want what he wants and he thinks that he knows what people want. He persistently told me that I wanted to take advanced gym. I am horrible at gym, I have absolutely no clue how I have an A. I would be amazed with a B. It's not that I'm fat or out of shape, I just really hate participating or sweating.... Did I mention that I have gym first period? (That is the reason that I don't like to sweat.) When I told him that I do not want to take advanced gym, he would not stop saying it. I like making my own decisions and I tend to get defensive when people repeatedly try to tell me what I want to do. I'm totally fine with my parents, family, and teachers giving me suggestions, ideas, and helping me out. (Also telling me how to do things, what to do, like chores, homework... etc.) I just don't want to be judged by someone who is my age. What does he know about life? What do I know about life?
I've been told that I'm annoying before. I'm totally fine with it too, it is part of who I am. The reason I've been called that is not because I tell people what to do (I don't) it is because I am literally crazy. (Ask Anyone!)
This guy, makes me want to rip out hair and scream a really loud frustrated scream. (Maybe do some foot stomping) He also makes me want to put duct tape over his mouth.. forever. Of course he would still be able to breath, because if he couldn't, then that would be mean! Duh. He makes me want to give him a Gibb's Slap. (NCIS people will get this.) Is that so wrong?
I just wish that people with true knowledge would share it with people and people who think that they have knowledge would keep their thoughts to themselves... or just post their opinions on Facebook and let people ridicule them....
The last thing that just makes me want to scream is that he thinks he is so amazing and that everyone loves him........  I think that anyone who is semi-intelligent would know that what he thinks ^^^^^^ right there.. is not right.
People like him make me extremely concerned for our generation......... God help us..

Catching up continued (3)

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!

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!

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.

Bridal Showers

Tomorrow, we are going up to West Virginia for my cousins bridal shower. There's something about weddings that makes every girl, little or old, fantasize about the dress, the wedding itself, and most importantly, the groom. In movies you see these big, white, perfect weddings, everything is just right, then the ex-boyfriend shows up, the brides still in love with him, so they run off to Vegas and get married by a Elvis impersonator, while the ex-groom stands there like a blinking idiot. Yep, that's definitley only in the movies.
The dress is one of the most important things. I've already started designing up dress ideas, not that I'm going to make any of them, maybe.
When the bride starts walking down the isle, everyone turns to look at her, and hopefully, they have a stunned look on their face. What I want you to do is when everyone turns to look at the bride, look at the grooms face. When you do you'll know why I told you to.

Hurricanes and Window Pains

Everytime that there's a hurricane coming, everywhere I look, (tv, computor, weather channel, my phone,) There are pictures or videos of people boarding up windows. That really confuses me because with the technology we have today, shouldn't we be able to make hurricane proof windows. I know that it would be very hard, and boarding up your windows might protect them from protect them from breaking, it just puzzles me.
Or better yet, why don't people just move out of the states that are hurricane prone! (is that used correctly) Seriously why would you want to live in a place where fercious storms rage through your towns, a couple times a year. This is only my opinion, but I couldn't handle worrying all the time about if my home is going to be destroyed, if my family is okay or not, if we loose our home, where will we go? I feel so bad for the people who are in the path of Hurricane Irene, just pray for them and their family.

Drama

What comes to mind when you think of that word. For some people they might be thinking about plays and theater, Wrong kind of drama! It's probably someone you know who likes to stir up, well, drama. We all know someone like that, the world just wouldn't be the same with out them....
Here's an example; If we killed Justin Beiber, (YES!) sure one or two people would be sad, but they would get over it... the only reason it's not dead is because killing is illegal. But if there were no dramatic people in the world, it would be so uninteresting and dull that we would all die of boredom and nothing to talk about. Which brings me to another subject.
Gossipers: I have to admit, I have gossiped, it's fun. But I definitley watch what I say, because it's never fun to be the subject. It's like it's programed into girls, to gossip, I'm not sure why. If we hear something about someone, one person might tell everyone, and another would keep it to themselves, until they find out if it's true or not. I'm kind of in the middle. I keep it to myselves, but if my friends are talking about it, I just listen, and then ask the person about it. Unless it's something really bad, then I just stay out of it.
Drama is one of the reasons that I don't really look forward to going back to school, all it takes is one girl, who thinks that her life is a soap opera, that the world is her stage, and that the people around her are other actors. I feel so bad for her target, even worse when it's me. That's only happened once, I just avoided her, and it stopped. Although, I know this is kind of mean, but it just cracks me up when I see someone on a mad rampage, like a tornado, tearing through the halls going looking for an unfortionate soul. When I think about it like that, it's pretty funny.
Most of the drama that I see is in books, and that's Romeo and Juliet, and from what I know, the drama that I'm talking about is NOTHING like that. By the way this isnt about anyone in particular, so no one take offense to this post. All that I want is a drama free, but entertaining and funny year.
A girl can dream... can't she?

Back to School

I know that you probably hate my guts right now for even bringing up this subject, don't worry, I hate them too.
Every where you look it's; back to school commercials, shopping, school supplies, countdowns, you name it. Have you guys seen that commercial, I'm not sure for what store, but random people start break dancing in the halls. In real life no one is going to bust out break dancing at school because they got new clothes. Get real.
To be honest, I actually really enjoy back to school shopping, why? Because I get a ton of new things, and more, because my birthday is September 5th, and school starts August 29th. I know that seems like quite a few days, but it's only a weeks difference. So more shopping, YAY! I just find it fun to get all the new school supplies, a new Vera Bradley bag, binders that I've already drawn on... actually I put a bunch of random quotes. My favorite part is decorating my locker! For some reason my locker NEVER shuts, I don't know why. I don't have that much stuff in it, thinking about it, I don't know what I have had in my locker, I feel bad for who ever gets my old one this year.
By the end of summer, I'm always ready to go back to school, I'm not sure why. I guess it's because I've done most of the things that I wanted to do, and I want to see my friends. Although, I still hate the bus, I usually get driven everyday, but not until we assign our seats... 8th graders get the back!

Music (continued.)

I had wanted to put a picture in my post, but I forgot, whoops! That's my guitar!