I was looking at my world map today, (yes, I own a world map) and I was thinking about the places I want to visit. I will post these in order of the place and why I want to go there, and these are in no particular order. Here it goes.
Italy: I'm 1/4 Italian, and I love everything Italian: food,cars, fashion, etc. Also, am I the only one who finds Italian guys pretty hot?
France: I'm a student taking French, and I always wanted to go to Paris. Its such a romantic city, and I like wine. (I know what you're thinking. "Ooooh, she's underage!" I've had red wine before. So shut it.)
United Kingdom of Great Britain: Yes, I used its full name. I've always been a bit of an Anglophile, and I was raised watching British movies and TV. I've always wanted to travel to Britain and see all the history of the country. Also, British accents are pretty attractive. The exception being Liverpool and Cockney.
Ireland: I DO have a valid reason for this one. I am 1/8 Irish, and I always wanted to visit Ireland. Although it rains a lot, its a beautiful country, and I take pride in my Irish heritage. Irish accents are even more attractive.
Slovakia: I am 1/4 Slovak. And I want to know what that accent sounds like.
Australia: Its Australia.
Across the USA: ROAD TRIP!!! (This involves Alaska and Hawaii)
Switzerland: Chocolate, clocks, why not?
Costa Rica: I've always wanted to visit Costa Rica. Maybe its because of the rainforest on those travel commercials.
Bahamas: Its in the Caribbean. And Atlantis Resort. Why not?
So those are the ones I can think of right now. I would have added Japan, but considering the recent earthquakes and tsunami's it wouldn't be a very good idea. Also the Huangshan Mountains in China sound pretty cool.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Life Update
Okay, I just wanted to say that I'm still alive. I'm not suicidal, if you thought I was by my last post, I'm just always either busy or bored out of my mind. Recently, its been busy.
Classes changed, and now I have chorus. YES! But I have geometry. NO! As you may already tell, I hate math. I suck at it, and anything past Pre-Algebra, I nearly failed. So my parents are trying to find a tutor for me. It's no going well. We ended up on a chat site where you can talk to "math tutors" ie. pedophiles. I also found a book called "Geometry for Dummies". I need that book. I know this one guy who could help me in Geometry (he's actually one of my almost-friends) while I could help him in History. But he's always busy, being a fellow chorus student. He's also in the school musical which makes it harder to contact with him.
My dad might be getting a full-time job, which is good. So far, he loves it. He fixes and builds computers and fixes idiots' mistakes. Like this scenario:
"My computer isn't working. The screen isn't lighting up."
"Have you tried turning on?"
"Yeah, it didn't work. The screen won't light up."
"It the monitor plugged in?"
"What's a monitor?"
And stuff like that.
I'm getting a job this summer, probably at Target or the library. Matters who's hiring.
My biology teacher is inarticulate. Every other word has "um..." or "ugh..." in it. So its hard to pay attention.
I'm still setting up my classes for next year, and hopefully I have French III, so my schedule isn't messed up. I'm taking Chemistry, Algebra II, English III, and US History II as my academic courses. Electives are Group Exercise and Fitness II, Women's Ensemble, and Health and Fitness III.
I broke up with my boyfriend. He was kind of a jerk anyway.
And besides that, nothing much has happened since December.
Classes changed, and now I have chorus. YES! But I have geometry. NO! As you may already tell, I hate math. I suck at it, and anything past Pre-Algebra, I nearly failed. So my parents are trying to find a tutor for me. It's no going well. We ended up on a chat site where you can talk to "math tutors" ie. pedophiles. I also found a book called "Geometry for Dummies". I need that book. I know this one guy who could help me in Geometry (he's actually one of my almost-friends) while I could help him in History. But he's always busy, being a fellow chorus student. He's also in the school musical which makes it harder to contact with him.
My dad might be getting a full-time job, which is good. So far, he loves it. He fixes and builds computers and fixes idiots' mistakes. Like this scenario:
"My computer isn't working. The screen isn't lighting up."
"Have you tried turning on?"
"Yeah, it didn't work. The screen won't light up."
"It the monitor plugged in?"
"What's a monitor?"
And stuff like that.
I'm getting a job this summer, probably at Target or the library. Matters who's hiring.
My biology teacher is inarticulate. Every other word has "um..." or "ugh..." in it. So its hard to pay attention.
I'm still setting up my classes for next year, and hopefully I have French III, so my schedule isn't messed up. I'm taking Chemistry, Algebra II, English III, and US History II as my academic courses. Electives are Group Exercise and Fitness II, Women's Ensemble, and Health and Fitness III.
I broke up with my boyfriend. He was kind of a jerk anyway.
And besides that, nothing much has happened since December.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Our Lives
Yesterday I came to the conclusion that I am tired of my surroundings. I am fatigued and apathetic. Every single day is the same as the last. Wake up at 5:30 AM, use the bathroom, take a shower, get dressed, do my hair, brush my teeth, eat cereal and a cup of tea, go to school at 7:10, study, work, "learn", lunch, study, work, "learn", go home at 2:40, have a snack, do homework, check Facebook, watch TV, eat dinner, go on my computer, brush teeth, get changed, go to bed. Every single day. It's a monotonous daily routine that controls my life 10 months a year. Weekends and breaks from school are spent doing school work. The other two months are spent hanging out with friends and going on vacation to Cape May or to my grandparents' house.
I also have realized that when I get a job this summer its going to be the same. Except for it will be getting up at 7:30 AM, and going home between 6 and 9 PM. College will likely be the same monotonous cycle. And so will the next 40 to 45 years or so after I graduate. In other words, my life will be the average American's.
You spend 60 years doing things you don't like, then you retire and have grandkids to take care of until you die. And if you don't have grandkids, then you can live out your years doing things you've never gotten to do before, but with limits. Age takes a toll on you, so when you're 80, and you've spent your life hunched over a computer in a windowless cubicle, you realize you can't climb the Matterhorn or canoe down the Amazon. (I know both of these are far-fetched but they're just examples.
I need a vacation. I need to do something I've never done before and go places I've never been. I want to backpack across Europe and drive a classic muscle car across the United States. I want to see Rome and climb the Eiffel Tower. I want to visit Alaska in the summer and hike across Ireland. I want to visit the lands of my ancestors: Ireland, Scotland, England, Italy, Germany, Slovakia.
I need to feel alive.
Not that I feel dead or anything, I just feel that there has to be something more in life than working endlessly and when you stop working, you're too old and tired to do anything for yourself anymore. We as Americans work too hard, and dig ourselves into an early grave because of it. We try to keep ourselves alive by taking a hundred pills and supplements, to keep us alive and working and do nothing to empty our pockets. We as Americans need to stop working and have some fun once in a while.
I also have realized that when I get a job this summer its going to be the same. Except for it will be getting up at 7:30 AM, and going home between 6 and 9 PM. College will likely be the same monotonous cycle. And so will the next 40 to 45 years or so after I graduate. In other words, my life will be the average American's.
You spend 60 years doing things you don't like, then you retire and have grandkids to take care of until you die. And if you don't have grandkids, then you can live out your years doing things you've never gotten to do before, but with limits. Age takes a toll on you, so when you're 80, and you've spent your life hunched over a computer in a windowless cubicle, you realize you can't climb the Matterhorn or canoe down the Amazon. (I know both of these are far-fetched but they're just examples.
I need a vacation. I need to do something I've never done before and go places I've never been. I want to backpack across Europe and drive a classic muscle car across the United States. I want to see Rome and climb the Eiffel Tower. I want to visit Alaska in the summer and hike across Ireland. I want to visit the lands of my ancestors: Ireland, Scotland, England, Italy, Germany, Slovakia.
I need to feel alive.
Not that I feel dead or anything, I just feel that there has to be something more in life than working endlessly and when you stop working, you're too old and tired to do anything for yourself anymore. We as Americans work too hard, and dig ourselves into an early grave because of it. We try to keep ourselves alive by taking a hundred pills and supplements, to keep us alive and working and do nothing to empty our pockets. We as Americans need to stop working and have some fun once in a while.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Update
If you already saw, I added new links to my blog. For a short period of time, I had the link to the Jacky Faber website. I later changed it to my friend's YouTube Channel, so it wouldn't lead to any legal issues with L. A. Meyer. She and her co-stars want more views, and this was the first thing that came to my mind. I already posted the link on Twitter and she has a Facebook page for it. Check it out...now!
Sophomore Year
I'm a sophomore now. And I have been for nine weeks, but I'm just getting to it now. And my sophomore year has been kinda hectic. Let's start from the beginning.
A week or two before school started, I got my schedule in the mail. And I noticed two problems. Both of them involve gym/fitness. (They're the same thing, just have different names.) The first problem is that I had two gym classes every day. So that meant Group Exercise and Fitness in the morning and Dance Technique in the afternoon. Group Exercise and Fitness is a gym class where yoga, pilates and kick-boxing is rotated every day. Dance Technique is studying and performing jazz, hip-hop and swing routines. Doing both of these classes every day left me fatigued when I got home. On the bright side, both of these classes were only nine weeks long, and from the exercise, my abs are firmer. Well, slightly.
The second problem came with two health/fitness classes every day. Which means that I'll have to run a mile twice. In 20-40 degree weather in the morning and 30-55 degree weather in the afternoon. No one wants to run a mile when its 20 degrees outside, and while wearing shorts and a tee shirt. I'm gonna have to buy a hoodie and yoga pants for the fitness classes.On the bright side, one of the health classes is Driver's Ed, so that will get me halfway to my learner's permit in April.
My next problem came Homecoming, and finding a dress. I already bought the dress and it was gorgeous. Finding a date was also easy, considering one of my guy friends loves me, and now we're together. We've only been together for about two weeks, and we're taking it slow. He almost forgot to buy his ticket, which screwed both of us up for a few days. The dance was loud, fun, and of course involved trying to avoid the crowd's "dancing" (really just sex with clothes).
Halloween was spent trick-or-treating with my friends, and this really creepy guy who turns out to be my best friend's cousin or something. I went as a banshee and with all the grease makeup and accessories I put on, i was nearly unrecognizable. Or so says my mom.
I am in Women's Chorus again, and this year, I WILL audition for the Ensemble. And next year Concert Choir. Maybe. The Choral Director said I was good last year, but I had to be louder. I myself, have to work on belt and vibrato.
I joined French Club, and sometime this year, we're going to see Cirque du Soleil. Sadly, we don't have enough money for Les Miserables. Because its at least $100 per person. So it would be about $3,500 for the whole French Club. We definitely do not have money to go to France this year.
I also have French II and US History I right now. Right now, we're learning how to say different chores in French and James Madison's presidency in History.
I also read "The Wake of the Lorelei Lee" by L. A. Meyer. It's the eighth book in the Bloody Jack Adventures, my favorite book series. WotLL was a fantastic book, but also really sad. My boyfriend is reading the series, too. Right now, he's on the second book in the series.
My cat now rules the house, but the dog isn't as afraid of her as she used to be. And the dog is allergic to grain now. So that means buying her all new dog food.
I also feel like I should make a post for where I want to travel, but I'll do that later.
A week or two before school started, I got my schedule in the mail. And I noticed two problems. Both of them involve gym/fitness. (They're the same thing, just have different names.) The first problem is that I had two gym classes every day. So that meant Group Exercise and Fitness in the morning and Dance Technique in the afternoon. Group Exercise and Fitness is a gym class where yoga, pilates and kick-boxing is rotated every day. Dance Technique is studying and performing jazz, hip-hop and swing routines. Doing both of these classes every day left me fatigued when I got home. On the bright side, both of these classes were only nine weeks long, and from the exercise, my abs are firmer. Well, slightly.
The second problem came with two health/fitness classes every day. Which means that I'll have to run a mile twice. In 20-40 degree weather in the morning and 30-55 degree weather in the afternoon. No one wants to run a mile when its 20 degrees outside, and while wearing shorts and a tee shirt. I'm gonna have to buy a hoodie and yoga pants for the fitness classes.On the bright side, one of the health classes is Driver's Ed, so that will get me halfway to my learner's permit in April.
My next problem came Homecoming, and finding a dress. I already bought the dress and it was gorgeous. Finding a date was also easy, considering one of my guy friends loves me, and now we're together. We've only been together for about two weeks, and we're taking it slow. He almost forgot to buy his ticket, which screwed both of us up for a few days. The dance was loud, fun, and of course involved trying to avoid the crowd's "dancing" (really just sex with clothes).
Halloween was spent trick-or-treating with my friends, and this really creepy guy who turns out to be my best friend's cousin or something. I went as a banshee and with all the grease makeup and accessories I put on, i was nearly unrecognizable. Or so says my mom.
I am in Women's Chorus again, and this year, I WILL audition for the Ensemble. And next year Concert Choir. Maybe. The Choral Director said I was good last year, but I had to be louder. I myself, have to work on belt and vibrato.
I joined French Club, and sometime this year, we're going to see Cirque du Soleil. Sadly, we don't have enough money for Les Miserables. Because its at least $100 per person. So it would be about $3,500 for the whole French Club. We definitely do not have money to go to France this year.
I also have French II and US History I right now. Right now, we're learning how to say different chores in French and James Madison's presidency in History.
I also read "The Wake of the Lorelei Lee" by L. A. Meyer. It's the eighth book in the Bloody Jack Adventures, my favorite book series. WotLL was a fantastic book, but also really sad. My boyfriend is reading the series, too. Right now, he's on the second book in the series.
My cat now rules the house, but the dog isn't as afraid of her as she used to be. And the dog is allergic to grain now. So that means buying her all new dog food.
I also feel like I should make a post for where I want to travel, but I'll do that later.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Short Sentences That Mean Everything
There's a lot of short sentences in life that mean a lot. Maybe even a short sentence could save your life. Like if you're about to jump off a bridge and your girlfriend called just to say she loves you. That might save your life. Unless its your ex-girlfriend who just slept with your brother, then both of you you may have to rethink your lives. And relationships. But I digress.
Anyway, there are a lot of short sentences that can mean a lot. Some are life-changing, others are random things that pop into your head at any given moment. For example: "I love you" can mean everything. "Marry me" is more. While "I slept with your sister" can cause a huge problem. "I'm breaking up with you" can end it. "We're getting a divorce" legally ends it.
All of these sentences have less than ten words in them. But they can change your life. FOREVER.
I myself have never been told any of those above, nor have I said them to anyone. I have said short sentences that led to strange plans, though. Some examples:
"Let's start a band!" - This phrase led to a recording of my friend and I singing. The same friend is learning guitar right now.
"Let's go on a road trip!" - This ended up with the idea that my friends and I save up our money, rent an RV and go cross country the summer we graduate.
"Let's start a country!" - Still in planning stage. Yes, we, two high school students, are serious. Just have to find money.
Etcetera, etcetera.
Another kind of short sentence means nothing, but I'll write them down anyway.
"My left eye burns."
"Dude, whatever."
"So...you like cloth?" Teen Girl Squad reference.
"Meh."
"Anyway..."
Etcetera, etcetera.
On another note, I feel like writing a new story. No, its not a fanfic, it's historical fiction.
Anyway, there are a lot of short sentences that can mean a lot. Some are life-changing, others are random things that pop into your head at any given moment. For example: "I love you" can mean everything. "Marry me" is more. While "I slept with your sister" can cause a huge problem. "I'm breaking up with you" can end it. "We're getting a divorce" legally ends it.
All of these sentences have less than ten words in them. But they can change your life. FOREVER.
I myself have never been told any of those above, nor have I said them to anyone. I have said short sentences that led to strange plans, though. Some examples:
"Let's start a band!" - This phrase led to a recording of my friend and I singing. The same friend is learning guitar right now.
"Let's go on a road trip!" - This ended up with the idea that my friends and I save up our money, rent an RV and go cross country the summer we graduate.
"Let's start a country!" - Still in planning stage. Yes, we, two high school students, are serious. Just have to find money.
Etcetera, etcetera.
Another kind of short sentence means nothing, but I'll write them down anyway.
"My left eye burns."
"Dude, whatever."
"So...you like cloth?" Teen Girl Squad reference.
"Meh."
"Anyway..."
Etcetera, etcetera.
On another note, I feel like writing a new story. No, its not a fanfic, it's historical fiction.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Tea is a Bitch
I have to say, that I love hot tea. There's like 3668971766702232542068 different kinds of flavors and blends, so if I don't like one blend, I can buy another. Or even make one. (Which I have never done because if I did, it would probably taste like a mix if dishwasher detergent and pigeon crap. No, I don't know what either of those taste like. If you do, add it into the comments, so you can say that you have officially tasted something completely disgusting.)
But I digress. I have learned that some tea-making is hard. Up until last year, the only tea I have boiled and served myself were Apple Cinnamon, Gingerbread Man, Green Tea, Peach, Apricot Spice, Earl Gray, Raspberry, Orange Spice, Chamomile, English Breakfast and Irish Breakfast. I know I am forgetting a few. Everyone knows I love tea. In my opinion, tea would beat coffee in a fight any day. Although I would like to see tea and coffee get into a fight. But it might make the world explode. And it would taste bad.
My dad took me to a Teavana once. And it was AWESOME. I bought this blend that tasted really good. It's called "White Ayurdevic Chai & Samurai Chai Mate White Tea". It was very expensive but tasted very good in the store. My only problem is that it's a bitch to brew.
The White Ayurdevic Chai & Samurai Chai Mate White Tea has to be boiled with 1.5 teaspoons for every 8 ounces at exactly 175 degrees Fahrenheit and steeped 4 to 5 minutes. I understand that the brewing of tea is "both an art and a science", so says the bag it came in. I learned that if the temperature is too high (over175), it scorches the leaves and berries like a fire breathing dragon burns down a Medieval village. If it's not hot enough (under 175), it is too weak to even brew correctly.
I bought a diffuser and a tea thermometer to make "the perfect tea". When I bought the thermometer a week ago, I decided to test it. I thought the directions said that the water had to be 275 degrees instead of 175. I got some hot water from the water cooler. The thermometer said it wasn't 275. So I put the cup of hot water in the microwave for a minute. The cup was so hot, I could barely touch it. I used an Ove Glove to put it on the counter, and used the thermometer again. The water was steaming and close to bubbling. But it was only 211 degrees. I put it back in the microwave for another minute. In that time, I went on my computer and put on my headphones. I heard the microwave beep, so I went to get my hot water. AND THE WATER EXPLODED IN THE MICROWAVE. I used the Ove Glove once again to put the cup of boiling water on the counter, and used the thermometer again. It was 240.
After cleaning out the microwave, I came to the conclusion that tea is a bitch.
But I digress. I have learned that some tea-making is hard. Up until last year, the only tea I have boiled and served myself were Apple Cinnamon, Gingerbread Man, Green Tea, Peach, Apricot Spice, Earl Gray, Raspberry, Orange Spice, Chamomile, English Breakfast and Irish Breakfast. I know I am forgetting a few. Everyone knows I love tea. In my opinion, tea would beat coffee in a fight any day. Although I would like to see tea and coffee get into a fight. But it might make the world explode. And it would taste bad.
My dad took me to a Teavana once. And it was AWESOME. I bought this blend that tasted really good. It's called "White Ayurdevic Chai & Samurai Chai Mate White Tea". It was very expensive but tasted very good in the store. My only problem is that it's a bitch to brew.
The White Ayurdevic Chai & Samurai Chai Mate White Tea has to be boiled with 1.5 teaspoons for every 8 ounces at exactly 175 degrees Fahrenheit and steeped 4 to 5 minutes. I understand that the brewing of tea is "both an art and a science", so says the bag it came in. I learned that if the temperature is too high (over175), it scorches the leaves and berries like a fire breathing dragon burns down a Medieval village. If it's not hot enough (under 175), it is too weak to even brew correctly.
I bought a diffuser and a tea thermometer to make "the perfect tea". When I bought the thermometer a week ago, I decided to test it. I thought the directions said that the water had to be 275 degrees instead of 175. I got some hot water from the water cooler. The thermometer said it wasn't 275. So I put the cup of hot water in the microwave for a minute. The cup was so hot, I could barely touch it. I used an Ove Glove to put it on the counter, and used the thermometer again. The water was steaming and close to bubbling. But it was only 211 degrees. I put it back in the microwave for another minute. In that time, I went on my computer and put on my headphones. I heard the microwave beep, so I went to get my hot water. AND THE WATER EXPLODED IN THE MICROWAVE. I used the Ove Glove once again to put the cup of boiling water on the counter, and used the thermometer again. It was 240.
After cleaning out the microwave, I came to the conclusion that tea is a bitch.
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