Five Seconds Later

A mashed banana sounds a lot better than it tastes.

Restless but now undercontrol

I was feeling a bit sad and restless earlier, but then I went to the kitchen to mash a banana with granola and make some tea. Now I feel better. A mashed banana sounds so comforting, right? Well it is. And I'm comforted.

Farewells to HP and NZ

So, as it is, I'm not actually going to New Zealand so my whole work out plan was wasted! No, it actually wasn't wasted, to be honest, but what was wasted was my dear conscience. So no harm there, but it is really sad because I've been looking forward to traveling there for a really long time, and I haven't seen snow since the new millinium. And I really wanted to see those famous LOTR hills, and eat tamtams and such.

Instead of going to New Zealand, I'm going to visit my Sane Family, as I call them. It's my step-dad's huge Italian family. I still haven't met some of my cousins and one set of aunt/uncle. The thing that I'm most excited for is the huge family dinners with tons and tons of incredible home made food. I can imagine my self sitting at a twenty foot long table that's totally filled up, and I can almost hear the exhuberent conversations and the knives and forks hitting the mismatched plates. A couple of my uncles have a beach house, so we'll probably go down to the beach for a while and do the whole board walk rides thing, which is new for me. I know that I won't be too impressed with the beach (obviously, because I live in Hawaii), but it sounds like a cool experience.

On other topics, possibly more important, is HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS (!!!) which I finished in about 25 hours (sorry, I'm weak, I slept). It was amazing. I've been reading about Harry since I was 9, and our 7 year relationship is now over (sort of). It's so sad!!! I'm not gonna go into my analysis of the book yet, because I don't want to be a spoiler. But thankfully, I have the Pottermania's Wizard Rock to cheer me up. Check out this site: http://www.wizardrockumentary.com/music.html

My favorites are Harry and the Potters, Draco and the Malfoys, The Moaning Myrtles, and The Whompig Willows. Ooh and also the Hermionie Crookshanks Experience.

Now I'm going back and reading all the books again. I'm about half way through the first book, and it's so cute! I love Harry, Ron, and Hermione, they really are my younger siblings. I feel like when I read these old books, it's sort of time traveling back to when I was younger. It makes me feel warm inside. I'm going to miss the Midnight Magic parties, and the whole experience of thinking up Theories and Ships, and writing Fan Fiction.

The Moaning Myrtles


Snape. Snape. Severus Snape. Snape. Snape. Severus Snape. DUMBLEDORE!!!!!

(potterpuppetpals.com)

Whoohooo!

Hey! I just won a $10 amazon credit from Fuel My Blog!

There are so many books that I want to buy. I think I'll buy that collection of stories by bloggers....

Edit: GDI and JFC!!! It's not on Amazon. Guess I'll have to buy Girl With A One Track Mind, instead. Go bloggers!!!!

HP

It all began in third grade, during a book swap on the last day of school. I swapped Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of Nimb for this funny looking purple book. It was the third in a series, apparently, but I didn't care. That weekend when I was jet setting off to somewhere exotic, my mom started reading it to me. I soon became entranced by it, and couldn't stop reading.

This book was Harry Potter, obviously. Now a Junior and I've read every single Harry Potter book maybe about seven or eight times (possible more). Most recently, in preparation for the last book, I read the series in order, writing notes in the margins attempting to create some new conspiracy theory that will tell us that Dumbledore lives. I have written "Fred" (my one, true love--other than Donnie Darko) on my lucky panties for Midnight Magic party, and I have my costume all tweaked. I'm going as [dirty] Hermione. I bought a wand, to do spells with, and was on the news for it.

Harry Potter is one of those books that you will love for your entire life and never get tired of it. This is an end to an era, I suppose. An end to a part of my idyllic childhood.

Last night I had Harry dreams. I dreamed Ginny at the end of the Sixth book. I did magic. Then my dream sort of transformed into this freaky thing where I was seeing death eaters dressed up as power rangers and Steven King was telling me how scared he was of them. He was a nice old man. Then I was back at Hogwarts and when a truck woke me up, my dream speak said that they were jealous of me for being a witch.

I'm excited, and nervous. and excited, too. no really. BIG TIME.

New Zealand Work Out Schedule!

I have decided to get fit. This is mainly because I'm going off to New Zzzzealand in a week and I'm going to try snowboarding for the first time in my life, so I want to be ready for some physical stuff. And also because I hear there are some foxy foxes out there.

So this is my Get Fit schedule.

Monday
Ran and did some push ups/sit ups
Tuesday
Paddling aka running, swimming, pushups, paddling with all strength humanly possible (which is a lot) for about a century
Wendsendsday
Go for a run
Thursday
Paddling
Friday
Paddling
Saturday
Yoga and possibly paddling again
Sunday
Paddling (a race).
Surf


Hopefully this will be great. If not--more organic chocolate for me please!

About a Girl

She gets up at twelve every day. She wakes up just enough to go out with friends. She comes home. She sleeps. She wakes up the next morning and attempts to do some cleaning around the house but gives up and then goes to hang out with friends some more. She spends money. She doesn't work. Even for money. She throws her clothes into her closet and it's messy. She works out three times a week. Her ultra-conscience tells her to do something and she doesn't obey. Her indulgent-conscience tells her to have a fun time and not to worry. She listens. She ignores and ignores. Ultra-conscience shuts up.

She is now dead.

Figures.

Pointless Poem Day

Hello World.
Your just sitting in front of me,
But I thought you were supposed to be
All mysterious and shit.
And your cool with this?
Ok.

Independence Resolution

Well basically it's one in the morning and I'm supposed to arise from my bed deeply rested to go to my canoe regatta in about five hours. But I can't sleep or maybe just don't want to. Lately I've been checking out a lot of people's creations on the internet. Mostly youtube videos and also some blogs. I've learned that there are some very talented people out there who can make money from the internet, get "discovered" and what not. I think this is so great, and it makes me feel happy and warm and all that. But there's this evil part of me that I'm trying to suppress because it's utterly stupid and annoying. This part of me is saying, "Why aren't you doing something like that? Why can't you gain favorable contacts and make loads of money? Is this because you have no talent what-so-ever?"

One part of me says that this is not true, and that I do have talent. One part of me believes that. It says, "Hey, your only SIXTEEN. They are OLD. They have had many years to train themselves." I admit that this does sound reasonable but I'm so stupid for having masochistic tendencies still. And the worst part about it is that sometimes it stops me from being myself and just writing and making films that are original, and that are me. I really have to find a way to stop that part.

Or maybe I should just through away those "parts", and just be myself. I shouldn't not worry about other people and their fame.

This is my Independence Resolution. I am going to be more independent with my work and listen to my inner voice.

Oooh I really should shower or something, too.

Freeing the Thoughts Excersise

I really need to write a good blog but I can't and I've been having these feelings of blockage? or not good ideas coming out? or something. I just am not in the mood to write and I really really really want to write something great. I'm more into visual stuff now I guess. Like movies and art. I'll show you some sometime. Two days from now is the fourth of July and I'm not feeling very patriotic. I suppose it's because of the administration/government and how they're behaving. That makes me mad and sad. And the war. I hate people dying and sad people crying. Bu I don't want the whole world to be happy because then there wouldn't be any sadness, and without sadness there wouldn't ever be true happiness. That would be the saddest thing of all. I want there to be no war in Iraq right now and the only time I think there should be war is when people like Hitler just come out and say "I hate Jews!" and then the rest of the world can be like "No." And gun him down and make sure that nobody thinks that about Jews because Jews are cool. I think it would go exactly like that if it were to happen again. I also want the drinking age lowered to 18, because I think it's stupid that we can go to war or potentially be drafted into the military at 18 but we can't drink till we're 21. I guess the country will give me the right to have a bullet forced into my skull on foreign soil, fighting for said country, but not the right to get drunk. I understand that lots of people die from car accidents but if we had better alcohol education then we could maybe help prevent that. I also want money right now. I want to have a job (or to have worked a job during the year) and have saved up into an account and then get a debt card that links up to that account and then be able to go out shopping and buy stuff and know that I have money in the bank even though I only have two bucks and a condom in my wallet. Ok maybe not a condom but a fake id of Marilyn Monroe. I wasn't going to admit that but I think after the condom remark I needed to put that out there. I also want to travel more. Like I want to go to mystical and magical places and then after jet off to LA and have my infinite nature dirtied again so I can have the pleasure of cleansing once more. I want to go to India and eat lots of food and be happy. I also want to go to Morocco and learn how to belly dance better. I'm trying to learn off a DVD but it's not working so good. It's hard to focus because with the teacher's accent every time she says "body" it sounds like "booty" so she ends up saying "move your booty", which is distracting. And by the way, this is just an exercise that I'm doing to free up my mental thoughts and get some stuff down so that maybe tomorrow I can write something legible or maybe not legible but at least coherent. or something. Thanks for sticking around.

You Fatty

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Once when I was twelve I went in for a routine check up that was required by a new school that I had just transfered too. I went in and got all my shots, everything going smoothly. Then a nurse came in to weight me and measure my body fat with this new machine thingy. She looked down at the LCD screen and narrowed her eyes, then looked up.

"You really need to stop getting supersized McDonalds meal. You have a lot of extra body fat. You shouldn't be this fat."
"Oh."
"Yes. Do you eat your meals watching TV? Because that also makes you gain more calories."
"What about eating while reading books?"
She completely ignored me. Tears welled up in my eyes but I try to hide them because I didn't want to be embarrased even more. I rushed out of the room and grabed my dad and pulled him to the exit. I was shattered.

I told my mom about it, and she called the hospital and yelled at the nurse. That made me feel a bit better.

I just want to tell that nurse right now that she is a moron. That makes me feel a bit better, too.

But seriously, what the hell? Are nurses even aloud to do that? And FYI nursey-poo, I grew and I mean grew . Like 9 inches. Without stretch marks, thank you very much extra fat.

Now I'm not chubby at all. I'm muscular like Arnold and this is just a message for all the kids who get told their fat by a stupid nurse/doctor/peer/parent. It's not true!!!!! Just be healthy and who gives a flying pound of lard if you have some rolls here or there??? no one important.

Peace

Maybe it's me? Maybe it's the universe? but the Beatles have been coming at me from all angles recently. I've decided not to fight it. In fact, I think I'll buy this CD.