Friday, July 29, 2011

The Last Day

The last day is always the day you want to pack in as much fun, but you are constantly nagged by the fact that it is all going to come to an end. A nasty, unwanted end.

This mission week has been so much fun. I have spent a week with some of the best people on the face of this planet. My youth group is possibly the best out there. I'm just saying.

Anyway, today is the last day, as I have mentioned. I wasn't able to capture much with my camera because...urm, I forgot my memory card. But I'm bringing it today to snap a few, last-minute pictures for memories.

I'm afraid I'll tear up today, that's how bad I don't want this to end. It's crazy, no? I usually don't get too upset about things like this. I guess I just haven't been able to hang out with a lot of my friends as much as I'd like to this summer and now summer is almost over.

In risk of sounding cheesy, please, please, pleasssssseeeeeeeee, hang out with your friends as much as possible. I hate being away from them from long periods of times. It's like having every hair on your body plucked, one every second. xD

I got to see Cassidy, Bri, Stephanie, Sarah and Erica all week. This weekend I get to see Hannah. Last weekend I was with Julianna and Alden. I'm on a friend high right now. I freakin' love them so much. I'm glad I have every one of them.

I hope to grow even closer to all of them so that I'll always have someone to nag, talk to when I'm bored, nag, share awesome memories with, nag some more, and force to model for me. Hopefully they'll get use to me shoving my camera and their face and screaming, "Hold still! I haven't gotten the picture yet!" followed by, "HEY! WHY DID YOU MOVE?"

I'm an angry photographer.

This week I also realized something that made me feel a little better about my singing, because I know I can't sing. I know and don't care too much. (Notice the 'too'.) Anyway, as we were doing praise and worship last night and I finally started to sing, I kind of realized that God gave us our voices for a reason. Our singing might not sound good to any human, but God gave it to us and, since he wants to hear it, must think it sounds good, you know? So, the whole night, while I missed notes and stumbled over the words of songs, I kept on remembering that God gave me the voice I have and it might no sound good to anyone else but him. I think I'm just fine with that. :]
Thank God for friends and life, because they're both pretty good. Pretty dang good.

:D

With Much Love,





A unsolved mystery that has baffled all men, 
brought up by God and woven by his hands. 
It's ways unknown, it's reason unheard, 
a powerful force that makes the world turn.
It's in the tick of a clock, stashed away in a corner, 
the sun as it rises and the sun as it falls,
the stars as they appear, twinkling and bright, 
it's etched into our brains, or heart and life. 
Most men beg for more of it, and some try to ignore it. 
It baffles all scholars who stop to think, 
confuses all philosophers who dare to wonder, 
and makes every common man rethink their world.
It's the trickiest thing, something only God knows of,
it steals us away, controlling our life, 
this thing, it's time, this thing called time,
it has become the most beautiful crime. 
LIA 

Yeah. Not the best poem, but it will do. I'm still stuck on the amazing abilities of time. If there is one thing I can't wait to hear god explain, it's time. A strangely beautiful thing.  

I don't understand it and I don't think we ever can. I seriously CAN'T imagine a world with out time. I have a crazy imagination and yet, there is no way a world with out time can even seem possible to me. Time puts me in awe of God. God can control time. He made it, after all. We can only marvel at it and continue to try and unlock it's mysteries. You realize that God has control over all time and we don't even understand time yet? 

That is kind of...amazing, freaky, cool, exciting, and comforting. 

I mean, if God can control time, obviously he can take care of us, right? 

And you know something else that amazes me? The human brain. Talk about beautiful art work.I don't even know too much about the brain, but what I do know makes me realize how truly amazing God is. I love the mountains. They are so beautiful. God really made some amazing things out there and mountains are one of them. But his most beautiful, breath-taking, and awe-inspiring creation was the brain. 

To think that a four pound pile of goop (okay, okay, not exactly scientifically accurate...) is creating everything I am writing right now is...I don't even know how to describe it. Just like time, we haven't unlocked everything we can know about the brain. We've made advances in our knowledge of brains, but there is still so much to learn.

Okay, I'll stop my mini rant on brains and time now. I just wanted to point out how strange/awesome they both are.

With Much Love,

Thursday, July 28, 2011

To Travel The Newest Path

This year is stopping for no one.


Remember how I was sad about missing out on this years Youth Mission Week? Well, thanks to my amazing friend, Cassidy, I have been going in the afternoons after her and I get off work. Much love to her. I have no pictures, because I didn't really feel safe bringing my camera for an extended stay there among all the wild teens, but I am bringing it tonight to capture some of the amazing times we have.

Also, my friend Stephanie got back from her trip to Europe with People to People. She was reading her journal to several of us last night. It sounded like an amazing adventure and made me want to see the beauty of Italy even more. I use to be torn between Italy and Ireland, but now I can't help but think that Italy is the place to be. Since Stephanie is a writer, she was amazing at describing all she had seen and, dang, I wanted to book a flight straight to Italy.

I've heard my Dad go on and on about Italy. My mom too. They've shown me pictures, but for some reason, hearing it from Stephanie, in her words, made me thirst for it more. I can't wait for my turn to go out of country! I want to go someplace where my family has yet to go.

That would basically be Russia and New Zealand.

Oh well! They both sound like an amazing adventure ready to be opened up. I still want to go to Ireland, Italy, and Germany. I know people who have/will be going to all of those. I feel envy and excitement at the same time. Half of me is so jealous of them and the other half can feel their joy and can't wait to know the full experience.

So, Steph, I'm glad you're back. Safe and sound. You're an awesome person. Don't forget it.

And, everyone else, tell me where you want to go or have been that's outside of America or wherever you live. I just can't wait to make that trip. What about you?

For now I'll have to settle with traveling the path of an unknown future, with school coming up and dance tryouts. I'm going to try and enjoy this year, even if it's not spent in some foreign country. Right? Right.

:]

With Much Love,

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Bracing for Insanity

This  summer is flying by at a ridiculous speed. One moment it's May and the next it's July.  For me, school is going to be starting in about two weeks. Two measly weeks.

I feel like I still have months to go before school starts back to it's usual insanity. Before we know it, it'll be Christmas. I hope that doesn't fly by too.

Curse you time. You're a crazy thing, that's for sure.

This week is my youths Mission Week and I have to miss it. I never thought it would come and now I have to miss it because of work. Work defiantly has it's ups and downs. I'll miss all the good times I have with my fellow youth. And I'll really miss Lake Day. Oh well! It's the price I pay for money! Sigh.

On the plus side, I went school supplies shopping. Call me strange, but I love school supply shopping! You have to understand. I'm not much of a clothes shopper, but I'm most defiantly a book/school supply shopper. I like having new books, binders, pencils, notebooks,ect. It's the feeling of a fresh start, I guess.

This school year is looming ahead, kind of scary, and I know I'll need all the 'fresh start' I can get. I know it's going to be a hard school year, but I'm willing to take the challenge. Maybe. Sort of. I hope...

I'm actually suppose to be reading Beowulf over the next couple of weeks, which I'm already dreading. See, school hasn't even started and I'm procrastinating! This doesn't bode well. Anyway, I really don't want to read the book. I read about two sentences and couldn't understand a single word. Is that pathetic? I hope not.

Oh, and I'm also going to be ordering a new backpack! FINALLY! I need one that can hold all my junk. I'm torn between this one and this one. Tell me which one you like better, please.

There are highlights to going back to school. Like...


all the crazy friends you make.  


And their totally different personalities. 

The memorable times. 

And the new discoveries. 

The nonsense. 

The laughter. 

The burst of random fun. 

And the silly things we do. 

And then there are the bad things. Like schoolwork, stress, and last minute cramming. I guess they balance each other out in the long run. Right? Right. 

:]

I hope everyone has a good school year, just like I plan to. (Let's hope that plan follows through.)



Love,

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Bucket List (50 Things I Gotta Do)

1. Find out why a bucket list is called a bucket list. 
2. Go out of country. 
3. Run through a grocery store and grab anything that I want. 
4. Own a horse. 
5. Bungee Jump
6.  Sky Dive
7. Join the army
8. Write a book
9. Get said book published. 
10. Meet a famous person. (Preferably Zoe Saldana, or some one really cute.)
11. Be in a movie. 
12. Dance in some sort of musical. 
13. Go to college. 
15. Major in something that I love. 
16. Change someone's life, for the good. 
17. Eat a whole bag of candy. By myself. In one day. 
18. Begin a healthy life style. 
19. Go to Europe. 
20. Got to Africa. 
21. Go to New Zealand. 
22. Learn how to shoot a gun. 
23. Learn how to use a bow and arrow...and remember how. 
24. Preform in dance competitions and archery contest. 
25. Have a classic car, like a Camero 1960. 
26. Become a successful photographer. 
27. Be a part of the Pro-Life movement. 
28. Give a moving speech in front of hundreds of people and not be scared. 
29. Learn how to play an instrument really well. 
30. Finish a whole book series. 
31. Direct a movie. 
32. Model for something once. One is enough for me. 
33. Own a Pitbull. 
34. Be in a T.V Show. 
35. Live in the mountains. 
36. Live in Europe. 
37. Live beside a Bakery. 
38. Learn how to paint. Like Van Gogh. 
39. Become a better cook. 
40. Read the Bible, cover to cover. 
41. Get buff.
42. Die in some totally awesome way. .
43. Go parasailing. 
44. Conquer my fear of deep water. 
45. Learn how to box. 
46. See 'The Godfather'. 
47. Have a successful blog. 
48. Win a life-supply of A.1 sauce. 
49. Walk on hot coals. 
50. Have a good life. 

My Bucket List is pretty insane.
There are some things on there that I know I won't be able to do, but I want to, none the less. I mean, who knows? I might just WIN a life supply of A.1 sauce and that would end up making my life GREAT. See, that one take TWO things off my Bucket List.

Oh, and I would explain why it's called a Bucket List if I actually felt like doing it. So, I'll just give you a link. It makes sense now.

I highlighted the things on the list I want to do most. It's really hard to choose, but I really would love to achieve the ones I highlighted.

So, tell me in the comments whether you've done something on my list or not. And, tell me ONE thing you really, really, really, really want to do. :]

Yours,


(Oh, and hopefully I'll be having an give-a-way soon! Yay! So, stay tuned.)

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

But I Could Have Told You Vincent...

"Starry, starry night 


Paint your palette blue and grey 
Look out on a summer's day 
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul 
Shadows on the hills 
Sketch the trees and daffodils 
Catch the breeze and the winter chills 
In colours on the snowy linen land 





Now I understand 
What you tried to say to me 
And how you suffered for your sanity 
And how you tried to set them free 
They would not listen 
They did not know how 
Perhaps they'll listen now 






 Starry, starry night 


Flaming flowers that brightly blaze 
Swirling clouds and violet haze 
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue 
Colours changing hue 
Morning fields of amber grain 
Weathered faces lined in pain 
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand 

Now I understand 
What you tried to say to me 
And how you suffered for your sanity 
And how you tried to set them free 
They would not listen 
They did not know how 
Perhaps they'll listen now 

For they could not love you 
But still your love was true 
And when no hope was left inside 
On that starry, starry night 
You took your life as lovers often do 
But I could have told you Vincent 
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you 

Like the strangers that you've met 
The ragged men in ragged clothes 
The silver thorn of bloody rose 
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow 

Now I think I know 
What you tried to say to me 
And how you suffered for your sanity 
And how you tried to set them free 
They would not listen 
They're not listening still 
Perhaps they never will..."
-Starry, Starry Night
by Don McLean
(To hear Josh Groban sing this song, click here)

My deep, passionate love for Vincent Van Gogh will never die. His paintings are beautiful. So. Dang. Beautiful. I'm Van Gogh's fangirl and always will be. Some like Orlando Bloom and the like (not saying I don't...), but I'd rather when a trip to meet Van Gogh than one of them. Sadly, I can't. How crappy is that? 

And this song, Starry Starry Night, is beautiful too. Especially when Josh Groban sings it. Or when Chloe Angew sings it.


<3 you Van Gogh and don't forget it. 




I own none of these photos. 

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Cause Baby You're A Firework...

Last night some of my family and I spent the evening at a minor-league ball game. It was a lot of fun and I got Dippin' Dots and a pretzel, which made my night.

It was fun to watch, but our team lost. (Sorry, Gboro Hoppers! Next time!)
At the end of the game, there were fireworks. I. Love. Fireworks. And lucky me got some pretty good pictures of them. So, I thought I'd share some with you. :]












Ah, fireworks. They're burst of happiness. 
xD

I hope you all are having a wonderful weekend!


Saturday, July 16, 2011

Project Workout: Update

I made a post a week or so ago about getting in shape. I called it Project Workout.

So, I thought I'd give you an update on the whole 'project'. To sum it up: it's doing great!
Almost everyday I've been getting some form of exercise, from dancing to swimming. Although, I haven't been eating to healthy, I have been working out!

Actually, the past few days I've been scarfing down cherries because I adore them! Extreme tastiness= cherries.
Aren't all the best candy flavors the cherry ones? Well, not really. A lot of the cherry flavored candies taste like cough medicine. So, scratch that.

I haven't gotten my FiveFingers yet, but I plan on doing that soon, so I can start jogging safely. x]

Now, I need to hear about you guys and how YOUR workout project is going! Leave a comment telling me about how much working out you've done!

Love,

Top Ten Songs

My top ten songs of the week! In no particular order...

1. Your Melody by DaveDays (ft. Jake Broido)

2. Somewhere Only We Know- Keane

3. I Like To Dance- Hot Chelle Rae

4. Florence + The Machine- Drumming Song

5. The Middle- Jimmy Eats World

6. Runaway- Maroon 5

7.  Sugar, We're Going Down- Fall Out Boy


8. With You- Chris Brown

9. Arms- Christina Perri

10.  Echoes- The Rapture

I hope you enjoy this ridiculously long list of music. ;]
Tell me if you like any of the songs and tell me your top ten for this week. Mine, obviously, are mainly 'rock' this week. Usually I have a bunch of dance songs on my top list. There are so many good songs out there, it's so hard to choose.

So, like I said, tell me what you think and what you like!

Love,

Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Princess and the Frog: Why It's The Best

The Princess and the Frog, a classic story read and re-told to hundreds of little girls across the world. A story of sweet and beautiful love.

A story a hate with all my body and soul.

I'm sorry, if a frog walked up to me and proclaimed, "I am a prince! KISS ME!", you know what I'd do?
I would talk to it. No, I wouldn't kiss it. No, I wouldn't scream at the top of my lungs in run. I'd talk to it, but there is NO WAY in the whole wide world I'd kiss a darn frog saying it's a prince.

Hey, if it was a frog saying, "Hey, girl, yeah, you good looking...I want a kiss.", I might kiss it. At least it's not giving me some phony lie about being a prince under some spell. PUH-LEEZ, how many times have I heard that one?

Anyway, so, this classic tale of the poor prince put under a spell to be a frog ask some b-e-a-utiful princess to give him a smooch, then-bam!-he's that handsome prince charming the princess wanted. Blah, blah, blah. Save it for someone who cares, right?

But guess what one of my new favorite movies is.
Yeah, that's right,The Princess and the Frog.

Why, you might ask. Well, I'll tell you why.

One- Makes A Lame Story Awesome


What use to be a mushy, dumb and plain-out boring story, has been turned into an exciting adventure. Instead of the same old witch who is constantly being pin-pointed for all the crimes in Fairy Tale Land, it's a VooDoo man named The Shadowman/Dr.Faciler. It's got a hard working girl, instead of some princess, and she's not rich. Also, they're not humans the whole movie, but green, slimy frogs(...who somehow have teeth.).

It seems like they made it for older kids, not the little ones that usually go for the 'princess' stories. So, the lame, wanna-be romance story is turned into an awesome, funny romance/fairy tale story.

Two- Best Characters Ever


How could you NOT like a movie with a trumpet playing, fat, drama queen,crocodile?


Louis is a trip, but so is Ray. I freakin' LOVE Ray. *SPOILER ALERT-->* I nearly cried when he died. Sigh. Ray, I would be your best friend EVER.


Ray is the type of guy everyone needs to know.
Oh, then there is Mama Odie. Let's just say, I want to be her when I'm old.
She's the type of lady who you would find beating up some robber for trying to take her purse. I want her as a grandma!

Three- Best Music...EVER. 


I can't really tell you, I just have to show you.


Friends On the Other Side-Dr.Faciler

Almost There- Tiana 
Down in New Orleans - Tiana



And I'll only do one more...

Ma Belle Evangiline- Ray


Yeah, I love that movie. It's so much fun and it's better than most Disney Princess stories. Although, Tangled was really good too!

:]
I hope you enjoyed!

With Much Love,

Monday, July 11, 2011

Sweet Sixteen (Five Days Late)

(This post was started Thursday and not finished till today. Pretty sad, right? I have no excuse.)

Yesterday was my sweet sixteen, but that wasn't the only day of festivity. In fact, today is another day of birthday fun. Sadly, today it also ends and I'm sent spiraling back into 'regular life'.

Being sixteen doesn't really feel any different, but at the same time, it does.
Yesterday, the whole time I was at Carowinds, I kept on forgetting it was my birthday. That could be due to the fact that we were being scared to death every five seconds and loving every moment of it. So, I guess I should tell you about my day at Carowinds.

It was awesome.
Let me recap.

My dad, Hannah and I got up at seven, failed, due to me,  to get out by eight, and pulled into the Wendy's parking lot that sat right across from Carowinds around 11'o'clock.  I was so excited I couldn't really eat much. I did mange down a Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger, but only took two sips of my Root Beer. I felt so wasteful.

My stomach was in excited, jittery knots as we headed back out to the car and started towards the parking lot. As soon as we had parked, they turned from knots to one big, giant, painful knot. I was so freakin' excited. I hadn't been to Carowinds in years. I looked out across the parking lot. Standing out against the grey sky was this huge, red roller coaster. My heart skipped a beat.

It didn't take use long to reach the front gate, get confused on where to take our tickets and get into the park. Did I tell you I was excited?

The first thing we did when we walked in was stand on both North Carolina and South Carolina at the same time. No, we didn't take any pictures because we didn't want to take the time. We were beyond ready to hit some stomach dropping, breath taking, hair raising rides. So, with out wasting anytime we B-lined for out first ride: The Intimidator.

A friend had told me this was the best ride and to get on it quick because the line was long. I took her advice and we went for it. As we were entering the line I noticed outside this rides gate was this chair looking thing. It looked like something straight out for Star Trek. I looked closer and saw it was the seat you'd be riding in on this roller coaster.

I went from excited to nervous in 1 second. Why? Well, this seats protection consisted of this: A plastic triangle in your lap. No seat belt. You weren't in a car. You were on platforms with the seat on it. All that was holding you back from going flying of this ride was a stupid, plastic TRIANGLE.


I do not own this photo.
Yeah, that was what you were sitting in while you do this:

I do not own this photo.

I wasn't so sure about this ride anymore. But, me being me, I wasn't going to chicken out. We waited in the line for about ten minutes and when it was our time to be seated I was pretty dang scared. As the plastic triangles locked in over our lap, I almost felt like crying. (Okay, not really, but I was freaking out.) As our train headed up the steepest incline I've ever seen in my life, my heart stared dancing to disco music or something because it wouldn't slow down. To give you an idea of how high this drop was, it was almost as tall as the tower that took you up to see the whole park, which was 350 feet high. Yeah, that high. The drop was around 200 ft. high.

And, as you know, whatever goes up, must come down...at a freakishly fast rate, almost vertical. So, as soon as we started going down that drop the first thing that came into my head was : "HOLY CRAP THIS SEAT IS NOT GOING TO HOLD! I'M DEAD, I'M DEAD, I'M DEEEEEEADDDD!" I'm pretty sure it came out of my mouth too.

The whole time I was screaming. Loudly. The rest of the ride wasn't really scary, it was just that one drop.

And then I did what I always do after some scary ride. I proclaimed, "Haha! Let's do that again! I hated it, but let's go again." Then I looked down at my lap and my 'protection' and realized I didn't want to go again.
We didn't though. We decided to go try and kill ourselves different ways, but that wasn't the last taste of the Intimidator we had.We then went on the Vortex, which hurt like crap. It wasn't really fun. Then we tackled the Drop Zone.

Okay, so you know when you're looking at something from the ground and you're thinking, "Oh, that's not too bad."? Well, I did that with the Drop Zone. The line wasn't long at all so we got on almost a soon as we got there. When we were strapped in and ready to go I was thinking, "This should be fun. I'm not scared."

Slowly the chairs were being lifted.
Halfway Up: Ahh, this isn't bad at all. I like it.
Three Quarters of the Way Up: Okay, now it's getting a little freaky, but I think it stops here.
All the Way Up: OH GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY, I'M GONNA DIE!!!! (Actually, I think at this point I was saying, "Oh, I take that back! I take that back! Hannah, this is freaky. Drop already. DROP. DROP!!!")

Well, it did drop.
It went faster than I thought it would. And it lasted longer than I thought it would.

When Hannah and I got off the ride, my legs were shaking. And then it came.

"Let's do it again!"

But again, we went on another ride. I convinced Hannah go on the wooden one, even if she hated them. The line wasn't long once again and we got in quickly. I put my seat belt on, pushed down my lap bar...then I hear Hannah.

'Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I can't find my seat belt!"

"Hannah, it's right here." I pulled it out of the seat  for her. She laughed and put it on, only to find it wouldn't tighten. So, we waited for the seat-checkers to come by. Much to Hannah's dismay, he shrugged and said it was just fine and pushed down her lap bar.

I laughed, Hannah sat there in shock. I told her there was a metal bar in her lap, she was going to be just fine. But the whole ride there was one thing I heard:

"I. HAVE. NO. STUPID. SEAT. BELT. I. HATE. THAT. GUY!!!!"

I could barely breath I was laughing so hard. The ride wasn't really scary, but Hannah's face was priceless. After the wooden rollercoaster of doom, we were about to set back out to the car to get some water. But, I was way too lazy and decided I'd spend money on a over-priced cup of water before I walked back out to the car.

We stopped at a Dippin' Dots station, with my dad grumbling in the back ground, and asked for a 32 oz. of water. The guy filled up a cup, dropped a ton of glorious ice cubes into the cup and handed it to me. I was so zoned in on my cup of water (it was HOT out there) that I didn't notice he wasn't taking the ten I was handing him.

He blinked and said, "Water is free."

>insert 'We Are The Champions' playing in the background<

I stared at him for a second, then smiled, slipped the ten back into my bag and turned around to flaunt it front of my dad who had been complaining about how I was spending a fortune for a drink. I won. HA!

So, we sat in rested in the shade, but not for long, because I can't sit still...at all. That's when I noticed the Cobra, a ride that is at almost every amusement park. It's the really short one that basically pulls you backwards up the track some, then lets you go and fly over a couple loopty-loops and a corckscrew and then you do the whole thing over again, backwards. It's loads of fun. So we hit that one next, then, if I'm right, took the observation tower to see the whole park. It was a great way too cool down, since it had air conditioning.

While we were up in the tower we pin pointed one of the water rides. After we got off we headed over, because, like I said, it was hot. We weren't aware, at the time, that you had to take whatever you had, like a bag full of things like, I don't know, electronics, on with you.

Also, the last time I rode one of these water rides, I barely got wet. You're just in a giant tube going down a fake river. How wet can you get?

Oh wait, I forgot. They have water falls and rapids. Guess who got wet. Really wet. My Dad's phone also got really wet. Luckily, it survived.

After that, our shoes were squishy, so Hannah and I took them off and walked around in our socks for about five minutes. My Dad and Hannah tried to get me to sit again, but I couldn't hold still. So, we got another free cup of ice cold water. And they made me sit, again.

We're at a amusement park, people! Sitting still is NOT amusing.
After complaining about resting, I finally got Hannah and my Dad up to go on this little ride called the Hudler. It's one of the ones where you sit in this, like couch made out of metal (xD), and it spins you around super fast. It looked innocent.

Not.

I was repeatedly smashed into the side of the metal-couch by Hannah, every time we made a turn. Turn-BAM!-I'm the meat in the middle of two slices of bread. Turn- BAM!-SHOVE!-"OW!"- I managed to brace myself and shove both Hannah and I away from the wall, with Hannah's help, of course. The rest of the ride was spent with me continuously yelling, "OW!" and shoving Hannah away from me. Hm, that's actually not that different from my everyday life.

After that bone-crushing experience, we saw that the NightHawk was now open (When we had first arrived it had been closed). We headed straight for it. The NightHawk line was the longest we stood in, but it was worth it. Not because it was totally thrilling, even though it was. No, it was because Hannah's reaction to it. See, on this ride, you're basically locked into your seat by bars and harnesses. Your seat reclines till your on your back and...off you go!

When you begin, you're backwards, and can't see what's coming. Then--BAM!- you're flipped over, dangling a good 70-100 feet in the air. My first reaction was to freak out, but a few seconds later, I was loving it. I looked over at Hannah.

>insert hysterical laughter<

Her eyes a shut, her face is red, and she's screaming bloody murder. She'd occasionally open her eyes, but as soon as they were open they were back together. I thought she was crying near the end of the ride. I knew I was, because it was so dang hilarious. (I'm such a good friend.)

As we were waiting for the other train to leave the station (xD), Hannah is sitting there, blubbering about how much she hates the ride.

Hannah: "I hate this ride! Why won't they let us off? I want off! I WANT OFF!"

Me: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Hannah-(laugh)-your face-(laugh some more) was GREAT! (tries to wipe tears of laughter away but is to restrained to do so)

You're probably thinking, "Lord, Lia! That's just cruel."

Yeah, it is. But I still think it's funny.

Anyway, next we hit the Intimidator again, then a lame little Snoopy Ride and after that, we find out the After Buner was open.

After Burner= Best Ride.

It was made to be like you're riding in a fighter jet, I think. Because, unlike most roller coasters, when you make a turn or something, you don't straighten out and go for another one. No, you come out of one turn and head right into another one. No breaks. Freakin' awesome. Oh, and the loops. You don't go in the inside of the loop, you go on the outside, which makes it 10x more exciting.

After the After Burner, we toned it down a bit. At least I thought we were. We did the boat ride next. You know, the one thats like a pirate ship that swings back and forth. That one. That harmless little ride. I should have known something was wrong when we sat down and had to apply harnesses and seat bars.

We started of swinging, higher and higher. Nothing knew. I can handle this, nothing bad...

Holy freaking cow. The thing is upside down. It's going all the way around. Flugelhorn my life.

It was Hannah's turn to laugh her butt off at me. I literally clawed at my harness and wrapped my legs around the lap bar as the boat went all the way around, again and again. I was now screaming bloody murder myself while Hannah giggled away.

And guess what.

I let Hannah convince me to go on again. #1 question going through my head: What is WRONG with me?
So, I went. I cried. I screamed. I told Hannah I hated her. So on and so forth.

After that traumatic experience, my Dad told me we could go on one last ride. I chose the After Burner. It rocked.

Then we left.

I hated to say good-bye, but I was tired. It wasn't till we got out to the car that I realized how amazingly tired and hungry I was. We pigged out at Wendy's and headed back home.

The day rocked. I loved every stomach-dropping, scream-inducing moment of it. I want to go again. And again. And again.

:]

So, yeah, my birthday rocked.

(I know this post sucked, but I just wanted to get it finished before next year. xD)

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

2:15, what will it bring?

At 2:15, in exactly 10 minutes, we'll be finding out what the verdict is for the Casey Anthony court case.
Since I didn't know the case that well, I looked it up online to find out all the details.

From my view, after reading about it, it seems like she is guilty, but since I haven't seen all the court sessions, evidence, ect. I can't fairly make that choice myself. The thing about this case that drives me crazy is: who could possibly kill a three year old girl like that?

I know, I know, the world is a cruel, dark place where things like that happen, blah,blah, blahhhhhh.
But...I just hate to see stuff like this.

And you know what makes it worse? Knowing everyday, a newborn, or a child who has been in the womb for 8, 6, 7 months, dies.

Sigh.

I won't go on a whole rant, but this kind of stuff makes me want to go punch a hole in the wall. A really big hole. xD

So, I'll stop being depressing and end this post with:

My Birthday ITOMORROW!!! 


:]


Monday, July 4, 2011

Beautiful Day



I wrote this poem a year or two ago. 
I figured today would be a good day to re-read it. I decided to keep all the typos for memories sake, so deal. xD 




The Battle Cry 


It was those days, where pride was overcome with ready joy,
as they restlessly paced the hills,
keeping a weary eye on the red that should soon come,
that would flood their home and try to bury their hope.
Nay though!, we shall never give it up,
we shall be the mighty men who fight,
with one hand hold the scale and the other the sword.
Rise in understanding that we shall never give in,
to the word 'defeat' at such a time.
Let our children know the sweet taste of freedom,
and be able to look out of their windows with pride.
Let them lend helping hands with out fear.
Swing your sword with furious manner!
Let them know what we have inside,
let them see the truth shall set us free!
Rise in the early morning,
prepare yourself for this powerful battle against them.
We can not rest, no, we can not rest.
We can only fight for those we love.
Fight my men, fight my army,
fight for this land we have claimed our own.
Ready your arms and ready your self,
battle is on the horizon,
let us not fear, for the good shall always conquer,
in God's name!
God Bless us all and see us through,
all my people,
this is a poem for you. 

LIA

I'm so proud to be an American. 

America has had it's problems and still does, but I love my country. I'm so blessed to be born here. I never really think about it until I read books about young Muslim girls or when I read about young boys in Sudan. When I step outside and I'm able to say whatever I like. 

The fact that I'm even able to be here. If our land wasn't free, I most likely wouldn't be here, since I'm interracial. Kind of freaky to think about.  To think that if freedom hadn't been given to everyone...I wouldn't...be. 

Like I said, I'm proud to be an American.





Enjoy your 4th of July!


Sunday, July 3, 2011

The Lonely...

The Lonely by Christina Perri has become my new favorite song for the week/month.

It makes me want to dance. It's pretty, simple and just plain out awesome. I'm really considering it for my dance solo, even if I already know some one dancing to a Christina Perri song! Tell me what you think about it.

If you hate it...uh, go do something...else.

xD

Anyway, sorry about the bad blogging. I've just been sitting on my butt doing nothing like I'm good at. Don't worry! I have been exercising. A lot. Mostly dancing. Speaking of dancing, I watched Center Stage today. I hated it. No, let me correct that. I hate the story plot and acting. I adored the dancing. It was so pretty. I nearly drooled over one scene, at the end, where one of my favorite actresses, Zoe Saldana, who actually took ballet if I'm right, is dancing. So. Freakin'. Beautiful.


Here is some of the dancing. Skip to around 6:00 on the video. The rest is just useless. xD

Well, I hope you enjoyed! 
Thanks for reading!


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