Day 4: PRAYERS ANSWERED.

I'm going to be putting in a lot of gifs, so be prepared.

Spirit Week Day 4! Oh snap...wait...no....Four...The fandom world is taking over agian. 

KJAELKHGAKNKMKLFAJEF;/L.CA'[FA; FOURRRR! :D

Ok. I'm good now. some of you wonder why i say four whenever someone's counting or referring to math....i blame the fandom world.

you can obviously tell this is a bad grammar post.

i want to watch project runway, alright? good. 

morning to afternoon, again. let's go!

we met up with all the chicks in the gym for team meetings.

we did this battle cry where we had this beat, and it reminded me of this movie called Stomp the Yard.

but yeah. we had this beat and then we said stuff about driving a car or something. 

haha. idk. i don't remember it now.

then we met up with the dudes in the auditorium to battle cry before the battle.

"before"....."Four"... -must fight against fandom world-

but anyways, we sat down, and then everyone was like "we all have to go back outside because that's where we start the battle cry" and i'm like "wut."

so we go outside, and we come back in, and everyone starts the beat, and we all look like this:

we failed tho, but at least i got my seat back! 

then the dudes did theirs. I DID NOT UNDERSTAND A SINGLE WORD. 

it was like:

i'm not even kidding it was like shakira was singing there.

lawlz. then later all the dudes started joining in, and i was just like...

IT'S THE FLIPPING APOCALYPSE!

lol, i know, i'm weird. deal with it.

Then the speaker (yes, i use "the speaker" because it's the internet, and i could probably be sued or something, lol.) talked about how we struggle like Moses or something like that. Oh goodness. I'm terrible at explaining things.

game oneee.

we did this game where there was thing that you can throw stuff in the air with.

i know what it's called. i just can't think right now.

ok. so like part of the team projected dodgeballs through the air, and there were squares that the rest of the team had to stay in to catch the dodgeballs.

COMPLETE FAILIYAH FOR US.

ugh. i'm not even going to go in detail.

then there's lunch and we sat with the dudes today because we can. 

and it was flipping funny, okay? and people were mixing different stuff in a cup.

and they asked for my fork so they can mix that liquids in that cup.

(yes, liquids..i ran out of nouns)

then i gave it to them, and i told my friends that a dash of attractiveness was added to that cup.

OH SNAP. SMOOOOOTH. LOL.

we had combined session in the afternoon.

so it was "the speaker" again, and he talked about how we can grow spiritually. 

and dudeee. the graphics with the boat and the water. whoa.

there were so many times that he asked a question and everyone looked like this:

game two.

this kickball thingiee. the people who are outfielders-ish had to be on their knees. and the opposite team were running bases in one big rope in groups of five.

it felt like my knees where bleeding. the worst ever.

then we switched and my friends and i were all in one group.

out #1

out #2

then we try for the third time: RUN. RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!

We only made it to third base and the game ended, and we had to switch again.

NOOOOOO. SOOOO CLOSEEEE! AKHGALJKLGA.

okay. so my knees got red and disgusting. then we switched.

same group. 

then BAM. 

out #3

then we had to go again, and we were all like

"we're going to get out again."

then one of friends was like

"fourth time's a charm....if we get out again, fifth time's a charm!"

lol. okay. so we attempt again.

....

so the ball was kicked, and then....

...

it wasn't an out, SO WE START RUNNING. 

this was our reaction:

and we actually made it to home base/plate. WOOOOOOOT. YES. VICTORY.

FOURTH TIME IS A CHARM, OKAY?

then the water and mud game. oh my word. no. i died when i saw what we had to do.

we had to go up and down a waterslide or go through this bad smelling mud place in a tube whilst people drag you, lol.

two of my friends......couldn't play. don't ask.

two of the others didn't bring extra clothes. 

i have two friends in the other team and they said that they didn't want to play, so they tried making excuses.

so i was like....

what do i do. 

friend: you can lie!

me:

friend: it's okay to lie sometimes! it's part of nature! you're a sinner because you lie. you can do it again!

me: ...no.

and all of us were freaking out, and trying to come up with really good excuses. 

so then i was like.

me: GOD WILL ANSWER PRAYER. ok. we won't even need to go. i'm pretty sure.

friends: lol. good for you.

principal: and the win goes to....-lol i forgot who. 

principal: stay by the soccer field, we're going to announce the winning team.

me: GOD ANSWERS PRAYER.

lol we didn't even go once. then we sat in the soccer field, and my feet started hurting.

and i wanted to go home. so they try to announce the winner but they keep making excuses to waste more time. 

JUST GO ALREADY. FORREAL. JUST SAY IT.

then....

....

....

samurai won. i'm not kidding.

at least he finally announced the winning team

so i was like:

THEN I RAN. OUT OF THAT PLACE. LIKE THIS CHICK ^

lol. I WAS LIKE, "WE CAN GO HOME!" 

moral of this post: GOD ANSWERS PRAYER.

but then we start normal classes next week...

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Day 3

SPIRIT WEEK DAAAAAAAAAY 3!
Again, I'll do morning to end, but today, I'll do it up to when I got home or whatever.

But first....
Those of you from school that I have shown this lovely blog to, thank you for reading.
Although, I need you guys to keep this blog to yourself because it would be really awkward if everyone in my grade read my blog. I wouldn't really have any writing freedom. I wouldn't really be able to "express my thoughts." At least you guys read my blog! Haha, it would be really useless if no one did. Okay, moving on to my day.

I chose to use good grammar okay? It might drift off into incorrectness later. Who knows.

This morning, we had team meeting with the actual team, and we "upgraded" our cheer because, let's be honest here, it sucked. So the cheer...wait, I don't want to call it a cheer. It's too "sissy-ish." I'll call it the battle cry because it sounds cooler. We had to crouch down and whisper stuff and sound like it was Paranormal Activity. So the battle cry goes like this:
"You'll never see them running, so you better keep on coming."
"You'll never see them coming, so you better keep on running."

And so we say that like five times as others run down the room with an invisible sword at their backs. Mind you, that ninjas don't have swords. I could be wrong. Let me know if you find a ninja with a sword. I'll bring him to a therapist. At the end, we yell "Ninjas" and crouch down again. As soon as we master the battle cry, we go into the auditorium to meet up with the other team. Then these chicks said that we had to switch spots. Meaning, we had to go sit in the front, and they had to go sit in the back. Then we'll switch after we do the battle cry. The front row was too small that it was hard to crouch down. The principal made us do our battle cry first. We did as told, but when we had to yell "Ninjas" or whatever and crouch back down. Yeah, that was impossible, so I just threw my hands up and did it.. I guess you could say my hand jumped for me? No? Okay.

So I tried going to the back because we switched, remember? We all fit perfectly fine, but some teacher thought it was too crowded so she made me and to of my other friends sit in the dudes' area. (See? Thursdays..) Worst. Experience. Of. My. Life. While the speaker was talking, he was like "We shouldn't waste our lives." And it reminded me of last year's speaker, Ron De Garde, at least that's how I think you spell it. But anyways, Last year's speaker was always like "DON'T WASTE YOUR LIFE!" Like he got really quiet sometimes, then suddenly he got super loud. I wanted to make a shirt that said "THE POWER" because he used that phrase a lot.

Game 1. Eh, didn't do anything. I just sat there and yelled, haha, so I'm not going to go into deep detail. Academic Challenge thingie...not a single girl (except for one) in our grade that was in our team answered a question. Why? Who knows, man. I'll skip lunch, and I'll move on to break because we did spin the bottle. The most dangerous question out there was "Who will be the next Kim Kardashian?"

HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA. WHAT IS AIR. LOL.

Then later, we had afternoon split sessions and stuff. The chick from yesterday spoke again, and she was talking about how we can flirt with our eyes, and she showed us how, and....
THIS DESERVES ALL THE AWARDS BECAUSE THAT WAS THE MOST HILARIOUS MOMENT OF TODAY. LOLOLOLOLOL. We went to the gym afterwards because the teachers did skits and what not. My friends and I were like face palming because this one kid doesn't know who Chuck Norris is. Oh, and we played the same game with the yoga balls and the circles, but this time it changed. Are you ready? Are you ready? Instead of a circle....They changed it to a square/rectangle. WHOA.

And that was it from school. But when I got home I went to go get my laptop in the 2nd floor
lounge-ish area, so when I opened the door, it was locked...My mother had locked the door because her friend got robbed, and my mother had turned paranoid. The door knob wasn't one with a key hole. It was just this dot. So basically, I have lost my sanctuary. Then later, my dad found a way to open the door... How? I seriously have no idea. Maybe Chuck Norris was inside. (Sorry not sorry.)

That's it for today! I'll post the last Spirit Week Day tomorrow because it's the last Spirit Week Day, duh.

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Day 2

SPIRIT WEEK DAY 2, HOME SKILLET!

okkkkk.

so i know i said that i was going to do a book review, but i'm reading a different book right now, so the book review will have to wait until tomorrow or a few days.

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I'll talk about today from morning to afternoon.

In the morning we have team meeting and this was girls team meeting, 

so we have to do a cheer or whatever. 

I had no problems with our cheer UNTIL

she included the motions or movements, whatever you want to call them.

dude, i felt like i was in a rap battle because we had to bend out knees and like bounce or something like that. idk.

Our team went to our auditorium to meet up with the dudes team. 

then like...we did our cheers. not the alcoholic kind. lol.

their cheer was better than ours...and much easier.

and dudes played instruments and 

blew cocaine or some shiz out of their hand or something. 

haha, idk what it was.

chapel sessions!

i like to lean my head back on the wood thingie,

but then the speaker started looking at me whenever he talked...

so it seemed like he thought i wasn't paying attention, 

but i was...but i sat up anyways, so he would quit looking at me.

the game stuff. lol. we had to play this thing and the game had to look like this: ◎ 

so in the center circle, there will be a team (i'll refer to as T1), so it looked like this: ◉

then in the outer circle, the other team (i'll refer to as T2) would be in it.

T2 will throw yoga balls at T1. If a member of T1 gets hit, they'll go outside of the ◎

but if a hit member catches a yoga ball or whatever, they get to throw it at T2.

LOL SO DUDE. FER ROUND ONE.... WE WERE T1. 

It was so crowded in there. oh my word. i couldn't breath, okay.

so when the whistle blew... i just ran. 

and my cousin told me that i ran like JennaMarbles.

which i don't know... it doesn't make sense.

I obviously got out because i could not see anything in the center circle.

everyone just like bumped into me... we were like ants, haha.

and then there was another round where it was only my grade.. and i was T2.

haha. still chaotic. i got out again because i'm one blind motherhugger.

then we had breakout session, and someone asked if kissing was a sin....

-facepalm-

so on our way to lunch...i ran to the cafeteria. I WANTED HOT LUNCH.

Hot lunch is something I would run for.

*Chuck Norris moment*

I didn't get in trouble. A teacher advised me to run if I wanted hot lunch. 

how supportive :D haha.

my friends and i just like feasted..we shared all of our food. ALL OF IT.

it was like thanksgiving with the pilgrims and indians.

afternoon sessions..at least, that's what i call it.

the speakers wife spoke to us.

so we were talking about how God gave His Son for us.

then this is how it went down...

her: God gave His only Son to die for us.

her: Would I give my own son up for you guys? (she shows picture on screen of her son)

everyone: -silence-

her: NO WAY! I WON'T! 

me and my a few of my friends: thanks...

then we went to the field and did this thing where we had to go to a pool and fill up a hose and run to the person with the cup. and dudee.

me and my friends just ran for dear life...it was ok though. and we got our team the win for the first round, so we sang the "we did it" song from dora. lolz.

the rest of the time, we were just panicky. but nothing was blamed on us because we did our job right.

woooot!

after that, we went in the gym to play game 3. 

and one of my friends lined up with me to get a drink from the water fountain. 

she drank first, so i was like "DON'T FINISH ALL THE WATER!" Haha.

we played this  4 way volleyball thing which sucked. 

i always went against the samurai guys because i dislike them the most.

and there's this one kid. and UGHH. He kept going on our side of the net, trying to make us lose.

and no one gave him penalty or whatever. and akl;ghakdfga/.

adlgkhalk/e,gt.q355ithnkmd.f; 

YOU KNOW WHAT. I DON'T CARE. IT'S NOT LIKE HE'S GOING TO READ MY BLOG. 

HIS NAME IS ----. FLIPPING ----. AND HE IS NOTHING LIKE THE NBA STAR. (I removed his name because I'm kind enough, ok?)

I WANT TO PUNCH THIS KID STRAIGHT IN THE FACE. 

that is all for today :)

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Survival and Revival

First thing. SURVIVAL.

ok. spirit week day one.

i don't like our cheers. they're so cheesy.

if i made up the cheers, the leader would be like "NINJAS"

and then we would all be really quiet.

and then it would be like OOOOHHHHHH.

that would be hawt, lol.

i love chapel sessions. oh my word.

it's so intense. like wooooaaaaah, dudeeeee.

for the games er whatever,

we played hot potato with like..yoga balls. everywhere.

but it wasn't like "let's sit in a circle" hot potato. it was like...

"let's use up the whole gym" hot potato. 

my goal was to survive the whole game without getting my head hit.

then we had to switch sides and the samurai dudes where the most violent people ever, ok.

we were passing by them, and they were like "LEAAAaaaAAaaNN!" 

and we were like pushed and shoved really hard and like me and my friends were all lost.

and then BOOM! we all seemed to end up in the front, so we were basically in BATTLE GROUND.

I never got hit in the head tho, so that's good.

game number two.

this soccer thingie. i can't quite explain because i didn't even know what to do.

so i just ran around wherever the ball was.

it makes you look like you're participating, when really, you're not.

mwahahahahha!!!

game number three

tug o war or i say tug of war. it wounds pro. lolz. whatever suits your preference.

easy. easy. easy.

the game is self explanatory. haha.

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*warning! if you are reading or want to read divergent and insurgent, i suggest you don't read this paragraph.

Second thing. REVIVAL.

i finished insurgent. yeah...

MY LIFE HAS ENDED, OKAYYY.

WHY CAN'T VERONICA ROTH WRITE THE THIRD BOOK FASTEEER?

UGH. OH MY WORD. ALL THE FEELS. 

I CAN'T EVEN.

I HAVE LOST MY ABILITY TO EVEN.

WHYY. 

MY LIFE WILL....OH MY WORD "WILL"!

AKGJ;DGSDFJ;/

I'LL JUST SIT IN A CORNER AND RIGHT BEFORE...OH MY WORD "FOUR"!

DLK;GHA;KDKGJELF.

I NEED TO FINISH MY SENTENCES. OK.

HERE:

MY LIFE WILL REVIVE ONCE AGAIN WHEN VERONICA ROTH PUBLISHES HER THIRD BOOK. 

THERE. I FINISHED THE SENTENCE. 

I'LL DO A BOOK REVIEW TOMORROW OR SOMETHINGG..

GLHKDGA;KGA;.

I CAN'T BREATHE.

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OH SNAPPPP.

HEYYYY! Remember when I said that Thursdays are like Bad Luck Brian for me? Yeah, well last Thursday, I forgot my English book at school. We had English homework that night. Mind you, that was the first week of school. 

BAD GRAMMAR TIME! LOL I don't care about my grammar anymore, okay? I go to school. That's enough work. So I'll use good and bad grammar whenever I want to.

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My day suckkkeed...kinda.

okay so today we had a quiz, test, and a quest.

(Quest dfn: Harder than a quiz, easier than a test)

The test was in English, and that was easy. 

I got a 14/15 on the Science quiz.

wutevs. it's a 93 or 92. still an A.

THE HISTORY QUEST. OMG. THE WORST EVEEER. I SO FAILED.

i hate history. i actually used to like history, but then class started sucking and now it's like. whateverrr.

Eh, I'll bring my grade up soon. 

In Reading class, we're reading something about the Holocaust, and I have no idea what chapter one is about, but surprisingly I understand dystopian novels. Which take place in the future. lol idk.

we have spirit week this week. tuesday to friday.

i'm just going to fail at every activity because i can.

it's ninjas against samurais. or samurais against ninjas. whatever suits your preference.

i'm going to lose my voice.

when i lose my voice, i sound like JennaMarbles and Emma Stone.

weird. i know. 

oh, by the way i'm in ninjas, but really,

if i made up the team names, it would be, team 1 and team 2.

i'm going to try to blog everyday of this week to tell you how things went.

THE GAMES ARE DANGEROUS. LIKE LONDON 2012 WAS SAFER THAN THESE GAMES WILL BE.

Wish me luck. I'm going to need it.

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PRISON. Uh, I mean school.

*This post may have some grammar issues. I'm sorry. I am not in the mood to have good grammar and punctuation, so deal with it.

I didn't get to update my first day of prison school. Why? We had homework. Some people would expect no homework on the first day of school. HA. Not this one. I just finished prison school day three, so I'll split my days into parts, so you won't get confused.

Day 1:
I walked in and stuff, and things seemed normal. But one thing was really weird.
like all my friends are split up with each other. like two per class. 
Coincidence? I THINK NOT. 
okay. a lot of teachers were really hyper. 
as if they had a coffee overdose or something.
6th period is history. 
i haven't told you guys about my 8th period history class last year, so sit down because it's story time. last year 8th period history was the WORST class. 
everyone was super loud, and a lot of people got in trouble and detention. 
history was my lowest grade last year, and i learned nothing.
like nothing...at all.
so back to 6th period history this year. 
this class is in my old classroom from last year. and let me just tell you...
it's not fun anymore. it USED to be fun. eh. doesn't really matter tho.
band is super funny because one of my friends "re-joined" band. 
and she took one year off and forgot all the notes to her flute. 
but we're with the 7th graders this year so it's not as cool as last year.
OH SNAP. science class is... -no words-
adkjgaklj; we need a separate binder for this class.
THAT WAS NOT ON THE LIST. so i spent the whole night fixing my binders.

Day 2:
eh. day two was okay. not too special. same thing. 
but i get pizza every single day because the flipping hot lunch line is hard to get in.
it's like the line for the Jonas Brothers or something.
we had an english collage due the next day and it's like pictures that describe you.
so i worked all night for this thing. and here's a picture of my work space:

Day 3:

ok. i'm going to go talk about science class because it was the most interesting part of today. so i forgot my ONLY pen at home.

GENIUS.

so i asked one of my friends if i could borrow her pen. but it was during class. and the science teacher... -no comment-

we could die here. so we spent the whole entire class period coughing because we tried to get each other's attention. 

when she finally had the courage to give it to me, we had to get this other chicks attention so she could pass the pen over. 

that didn't work. so i ended up asking the chick. 

fadjgkdkf; that's it.

No friends? No problem.

I just came home from school orientation, and....


I am NOT happy.
I go in there all happy, okay? I didn't plan on searching for my friends because we were about to start. I tell my parents who my homeroom teacher is. The principal shows the changes the school has made, and where you can drop and pick up your children. Since my mother recently bought a big ask car, (Yes, I meant to put 'ask' to sensor bad language) I wanted to show her where she should drop me off for school, so she won't knock off any cones or anything. You know, because my mother is terrible at driving, and I have no idea why she got a big ask car. But she tells me to be quiet. So remember this, if she knocks down any cones and makes an embarrassment of herself, it will not be my fault or problem. 

Then the principal dismisses us, so we can go to our homerooms and have the teacher give her/his introduction. In my case, my homeroom teacher a she, her, or whatever. I come inside the classroom. Students have an option to sit down in their assigned seats, or stand up in the back with their parents. Since NONE  of my friends are in my class, I wanted to stand up. But no! My parents wanted me to sit in my desk like all the other students because they think it's required, so I sit. I only talk to around two people in that class because I seriously just dislike a lot of people, or they're to smart for me. Whichever one. 

After a few minutes, the teacher comes up to the front and tells everyone to shut up. Well, she didn't tell everyone to shut up. She said to settle down and be quiet, so I'm one of the people who's sitting like a quiet turtle. But some people kept on chatting as if they're a talk show host or something. Then the teacher asks the class if anyone is excited for the school year. I quietly say no, but she heard me and acted like it was normal for us to not be excited. She tells us why she wanted to be a math teacher and explains what the papers on our desk are. When she finishes, she said that we could pick out our lockers. 

When teachers say you can pick out your lockers, it becomes The Hunger Games bloodbath at the cornucopia. Everyone immediately aims for the middle lockers because those are the best ones, so that means bottom locker for me...again. We left the classroom to purchase myself a jacket in the uniform store. I decided to ride with my dad afterwards because he drives quicker than my mother. Once I get inside his car, he lectures me on how I was too loud and used too much sarcasm. Then he said I wasn't going to make any friends this year. How supportive.

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So now I'm back home, and my mother is lecturing me as well. Saying that I'm not going to make any friends, so I should transfer classes. I told her no because that's just weak, and I already chose my locker. THAT is what I'm angry about. 

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Friends aren't going to get you into a good college or a successful life because once you're out of high school, you'll be friends with everyone you hated. For example, you're 21 and you moved to a different place, and you see someone from high school at Starbucks or something. "Hey didn't you go to..." "Yeah, you're -insert name-, right?" BOOM. Insta-friendship. 

Feels good to let things out. Now, I'm just blank faced.

Thanks for actually reading this long post.

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The Overused Yolo

I changed my Tumblr url and theme! My followers did not see that coming. Neither did they react. Oh, well. I basically spent my whole day working on my blog, but it's really pretty now! 

Here's the link if you want to check it out: http://fe4r-landsc4pe.tumblr.com

If you're wondering what the promo post is, it's a link that leads to this lovely blog right here: http://kick-4ss.tumblr.com ←Follow her!

On Tumblr, I asked if I could promo for promo with someone in one of my promo groups, and they asked for a first 7 to like. Keep this in mind...I had no idea what that was, so I just decided to reply "Alright!" I hoped that she would post her promo first, so I could just copy off, but no! She replied "Tell me when you post it." I was in full on panic mode. I googled and searched tags until I gave up. I ended up just posting, "First 7 to like! All promoted! Must be following her. Favs bolded." And I chose to just hope for the best.

School Orientation is tomorrow. Ew, why? My parents are forcing me to go. No, sir. Not me. You see, I'd rather die. I don't want to talk about school right now, so I'm going to write a one paragraph rant about YOLO. Ready? Set? GO!

Yolo is stupid. "You only live once!" "No duh, Sherlock." It's so overused. People use it as the most dumbest excuse ever. For example, "Why did you just throw a rock at that chick's face?" "YOLO is mah motto, honey boo boo." I know it's a weird example, but it's relatable. Some people also use it to make themselves sound like a dare devil. For example, a sign says no eating in this store. Then boom! "YOLO!" Ooh, you're eating in a store. Rebel. Yolo this. Yolo that. Then you have a turn-up-out-of-the-blue-uninvited-baby. Are you still yolo-ing now? Huh? I thought so. 

And that my friend, was my one paragraph rant. I plan to do more of these in the future! 

You may proceed with your day.

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7 Years Later

I did nothing productive at all today. I just sat in front of the computer, went on Tumblr, and watched videos on YouTube. On tumblr today, I asked my followers if I should change my url to 'fe4r-landsc4pe.' A lot of people said no. Great. That's just swell. I'm guessing a lot of people haven't read Divergent. I'm going to keep assuming that for now. One of these days, I'm just going to change my url without warning, and I'll be all like, "Merry Christmas, motherhuggers!" 

School Orientation is on Thursday. Thursday is the worst day of the week ever. If I had to take out one day of the week, it would be Thursday. There's a Bad Luck Brian switch for me, and it only activates on Thursdays. Also, orientation is just stupid. There is no sense made at all. Everything that the principal says is written in the handbook which the school is going to give you whether you go to orientation or not! So really there's no point in going, but I want to find out if any of my friends are in my class because a lot of my friends barely ever go on their social networking sites. 

I'm going to discuss about my url and blog changing or whatever because I have so many ideas for it. Alright, so I want to change my url to 'fe4r-landsc4pe' unexpectedly like what I said in my first paragraph of this post. I plan on changing my theme to this one (by the way, it's not my blog) :

My title would be like 'One Choice can Transform you' or 'Be Brave' or whatever. Something like that. My sidebar would be the gif featured below:

See? I got everything planned out! 

I'm watching High School Musical right now, and on commercial break, they teach you how to dance to one of the songs. When I was 6 years old, I was boss at this dance. 7 years later, I attempt. 7 years later, I fail. 

I'll be busy attempting to learn the dance again.

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London 2012 Olympics Closing Ceremony

I do not own this photo. Obviously, I have to get one off google because I didn't attend the ceremony in person.

I'm watching the replay as I blog, but I'll add in my first impression from this morning too! The whole performance was full of English modern and old school artists. Emeli Sandé performs 'Read all about it' first, and it's such a perfect beginning. Everything was covered in newspaper, filled with English literature.  Oh, and Timothy Spall was dressed as Winston Churchill quoting lines of Shakespeare. It was so legit. As you can see, my vocabulary is terrible right now. Excuse that. It's what happens when I watch something this intense.

Then Madness performed the most catchiest song ever, 'Our House.' That song is my jam! Pet Shop Boys performed 'West End Girls.' Afterwards, One Direction sang 'What Makes you Beautiful.' I'm not a Directioner or anything, but it's one of the songs that I actually like, so round of applause for them! The largest member amount for Stomp comes in, and they just owned it! 

People from all over the world pour in, representing their country which was just an intense moment, and it deserves some snaps for being amazing. USA's hat's...I want one, oh my word, haha!! A choir of a hundred people sing 'Imagine' and they form John Lennon's face from a top angle. Impressive.

George Michael performs 'Freedom,' and you can just taste the freedom in the song, okay? Okay. The Kaiser Chiefs perform 'Pinball Wizard' by The Who. Then fancy clothed people come in looking fierce, fabulous, and flawless. A skeletal ship moves in, and Annie Lennox performs 'Little Bird.' Ed Sheeran performs a song by Pink Floyd, 'Wish you were here.' He deserves a glass raise! Russel Brand comes in on top of a bus which turns into a giant octopus in which I need to have one for myself because....well, who doesn't want one? 

Jessie J performs 'Price Tag' which at one moment in my life was the only song I chose to listen to. Then my forever jam came on which was Tinie Tempah singing 'Written In The Stars.' Taio Cruz sings the song of my favorite Summer ever, Dynamite. Summer 2010 for the win! Dynamite was my cousin and I's dishwashing song! All three famous artists performed 'You should be Dancing.'

Spice Girls sing 'Wannabe' which was also the song of my Summer 2010. They also sing 'Spice up your Life.' The Spice Girls do not age! Beady Eye performs 'Wonderwall,' and everyone in the crowd is waving whatever they have in their hands, phones, flags, and whatever else. Eric Idle sings a up to date version of 'Always Look on the Bright side of Life' which I need to get on my iTune Library! The nuns, omg. (See! Terrible vocabulary!) 

Freddie Mercury sings on the big screen! The effects, oh my word. I can't even, and the guitar solo after him. That. was. fierce.'We will Rock you.' was one of the most glorious parts ever! The Olympic Anthem was sung by a male choir, and the Brazilian anthem played too. They also showed some things of Rio's culture and what not. I guess they're trying to get you excited for Rio 2016. Well guess what? THAT is absolute torture. Why? We all have to wait four flipping years until then. It was pretty fierce though! 

Well done, London, well done.

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The flame lit up the world, but they must extinguish it....for now.

Rio 2016 is on our way.

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Unfinished Business

Warning: My sentences contain a lot of numbers referring to time of day. I apologize if anything is confusing. You have been warned.

At 9am, I watched what I thought was the closing ceremony of the olympics, but no. It was a little montage they did of the athletes. It wasn't until 10:30 until the actual ceremony. Oh the epicness. It deserves all the awards. So I'm having a good time watching, fangirling, and saying 'legit' or 'no way' every five seconds. But then, my mom decides to call me up. She tells me that I have an orthodontist appointment at 1:30, and my dad's going to pick me up at 12. First of all, why was it scheduled today? Why not Christmas or something. I'd rather have that...not really. 

I continued watching anyways. (By the way, I'll tell you guys my reaction to the ceremony or whatever, tonight.) My dad dropped me off to the orthodontist, and I got my braces tightened and what not. So I am currently at his office, and I seriously can't blog very well due to the Adele music playing in the background. It's all bummy, and I can't concentrate. 

Since I missed like 30-40 minutes of the London 2012 Olympics Closing Ceremony, I have to watch the replay. That, my friend, is how desperate I am. This opportunity only comes once every four years, (or Four years ;D) so I am NOT going to miss it. The replay starts at 7pm and ends at 10:30pm-ish. It is 4pm at the moment. My mother gives me a certain time that I need to be asleep by. We all know that I don't follow it because I read when everyone in the house is sleeping, but I need to hear the television in order to know what's going on, and that requires sound.

My plan is to take a nap at 5:30ish whilst on Skype with my cousin, so she can wake me up at 7. I absolutely will not rely on my alarm clock for this because I can never hear my alarm clock therefore I never get up at the time I want to. Then...I'll watch at 7 until 10:30. 

I have some unfinished business that needs to be dealt with.

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My Weekend

I didn't get to blog yesterday, so hopefully this post will make up for it. Where did I leave off on Friday night? Oh yes, reading Insurgent. It was so intense! Don't worry, I'll stop here. No spoilers, alright? Then on Saturday morning my parents decided to force me to go running, but it started to rain as we got there. I have no problem with rain, but apparently my parents do, so that meant we had to go back home. That sucked because I had to miss Project Runway, and I had to wake up early. As I waited for breakfast to be cooked, I made this thing. I don't really know what is.

I also watched the London 2012 Olympics yesterday, and I decorated my scissors.

Further on that day, I was quite bored, so I chose to make some rainbow cupcakes. Here are some photos for your enjoyment!

Oh, and here's a high quality picture of my backpack like I promised!

Today, which is Sunday, I went running this morning, not too exciting. I also went to church early, and there was this couple, and it was just PDA alert.... at church. I watched the Olympics, again today. Usain Bolt had the nerve to come up to the camera and say that he's number one. Show off much? But really, who can blame him? He actually is number one. I watched The Bourne Legacy at four, or you should I say Four ;) Just kidding, okay back to the point.

It was alright. Not the best movie ever. The first thirty minutes wasn't that fabulous or anything. Other than that, It was pretty good. A lot of running, taking tablets, shooting, & car chasing. That's kind of it. The music was very beautiful though. The music was done by one of my favorite composers, James Newton Howard. Also known as the man who composed the music for The Hunger Games and The Dark Knight Rises.

Before the movie, I bought a new book at the bookstore, so I won't die after I finish Insurgent. The book is Struck by Jennifer Bosworth. I wanted to read this because Sam Cushion (unofficialscore) made a song for it on YouTube! It's dystopian too, so bonus, haha! 

I'm going off the computer now because I'm going to read Insurgent. I'm 3/4 into the book already! 

Carry on with your day :)

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Fansigns

It took me an hour and a half to make ten fansigns for people on tumblr. My fault for allowing people to ask for ten. I'm not going to upload them onto here because it's going to take forever! As I blog, I'm submitting fansigns to people, and it's taking a long time to send since my camera is high quality. I have such sloppy handwriting that I ripped  out at least 8 pages out of my notebook.

Yes, this picture was taken from my camera. Guess what? It took at least 7 minutes to upload on here. What are  you talking about? That's not crumpled paper! It's a paper crane! Haha! Meanwhile, I'm watching Mean Girls on television. 

Remember my last post on irritating commercials? Well, I was Skyping with my cousin whilst watching the Olympics, and commercial break was on. My younger cousin, Eryn was watching with me. Take note that this young one thinks she's old enough to sass talk you. Alright, so the Pitbull Bud Light commercial was on, and my older cousin on Skype knows all the lines in that commercial, so it just comes out of her mouth naturally. My younger cousin was all confused, so she's like, "Heh? English, please?" But as she says that, Pitbull says his line, & I look at her and say, "Well, if you were paying attention to the TV you would understand why she said that, instead of saying 'Heh?'" 

So afterwards, my cousin and I were laughing really hard. Mother Dearest is making me go to bed otherwise I'll be grounded tomorrow. I really don't care if she'll ground me. I'll use my laptop anyways, but I really don't want to face her anger problems. 

So sadly, I can't watch project Runway tonight, but I'll be reading Insurgent. Mwahahaha!

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Irritating Commercials

I am presently watching volleyball in the Olympics, and I have no problems with it. The problems I do have are the commercial breaks. Especially the beer commercials. They have got to be the most annoying things ever. I seriously hear 'Pitbull together with Bud Light' way to many times. And then there's a dog named 'We go,' so there's a party, and everybody's saying "Here we go." So this dog comes and brings them a bottle of beer. The London 2012 Olympics have started more than a week ago, and they're ending on Sunday. If you're listening to these advertisements and drinking beer whilst watching the games, I really do wonder how drunk you are at this point. 

Would you look at that? The Pitbull commercial just came on. Okay, I'm going to stop talking about beer. I'm thirteen. This is just ridiculous. There are a lot more other commercials out there that bother me. Let's talk about those. I dislike the Garnier BB Cream Commercials. The women are screaming "BB" ten thousand times, and I'm sitting here slapping myself in the face. "Skin like this, just like that." No, just no. Not right now. 

Diving is on at the moment. I'll update again tonight!

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Online Orders Need to Ship Faster

For some unknown reason, I woke up super early this morning, and I am not proud of it. Nothing very productive was done today. All I did was make a new blogspot and a few other little things. The Olympics schedule was all messed up today, so I wasted a lot of time watching the news in which, I have no interest in. I have no followers on this blog at the moment. Therefore, I have nothing to be proud of...not that I will be.

I put in a followers widget, so please fill it up! Ew, I sound so follower hungry. Anyways, my Urban Outfitters backpack came in the mail! It's so perfect. I'm not kidding.

 

All I need is my Toms which will hopefully be arriving in the mail soon. I wanted to get two pairs, but my dad suggested that I only get one just in case the shoe size is wrong or something. I got the black classics. For my next order, I plan on getting the red classics and the Toms flag because the flag is only five dollars. Once I get the two pairs, I'll turn the shoe bag into pillows because it'll look fierce in my room! And I'll most definitely upload it on here. 

I'm currently just eating some gummy bears whilst I blog. These things are like drugs, seriously. 

I have nothing much left to say. Oh! I'm going to be taking some good quality pictures of my bag this weekend, so until then, excuse the terrible quality picture of my backpack because it was taken from an iPhone4, okay? 

Tomorrow's Friday! Party hard! Haha, just kidding!

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A Fresh Start

This is my new blog. My old one was a private blog, and it took a lot of thinking if I should make this one. I was really just supposed to change the background of my old blog, but then it concluded to creating a new blog. This ones full of bright colors. Well, not really, but it's better than my old background which was Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker dancing in a car. The stuff I'll be doing on here is located in the blog description. I'm not trying to sound smart or anything. I'm just lazy to re-type it. Also, I have some stuff on the sidebar that you can check out. Okay, I really don't know what to talk about at the moment, but when I find something to talk about, I'll probably put it on here.

By the way, I feel like reviewing stuff soon, so comment something I should review. (like movies, food, music, etc)

That's all for now!

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