Today is my last day of summer vacation. My mom and I went through my room and cleaned it out. Sorted the clothes I don’t want or don’t wear any more, organized, and through out about 4 bags of garbage. This is the first year I have felt like I really, truly, like my wardrobe. Yes, it could use a few more jeans and kakis, but for what I do have, I feel like it really is me.(Not that I’m saying I’m superficial and I wouldn’t be who I was without my clothes.) I’ve gotten quite a bit of new clothes since school ended. Well I guess quite a bit can mean a lot of different things, but I got 5 cami soles, 4 shirts, and 2 dresses, plus 1 band concert/speech contest shirt. That is quite a large portion of my wardrobe and what’s left from last year are pants, hoodies, and a few t-shirts for wearing to bed and for those lazy days when I don’t care how I look. I went to auditions in one of my “new” outfits, and got a few gasps and looks of approval. Now just to force myself to take the time to put together outfits and do my hair and make-up and I’ll be set.

This summer I have neglected to wear my glasses, since I really don’t need them for things other than seeing the board and driving. It will take a little effort to remember to grab them, and to get used to the “glasses make-up” again.

As I think all of you know, I’m vegetarian. That makes school lunches just that much more difficult. Let me just say, I’m not a salad person. The only salad I really like is my grandma’s Mediterranean Strawberry salad, and a few select others on certain days. Seeing that is the only thing that is guaranteed to be meat free at my school, I have turned too school lunches. I found a cook book that I got for Christmas last year, that is aimed at kids, and I just kind of said, “Thanks,” and put it away for it to never see the light of the day. One night when I was having trouble sleeping I grabbed the cook book and found out that a whole third of it is dedicated to brown bagging it. They have a whole table with bag lunch ideas, and tons of recipes. For this, I’m really excited for lunch this year. I have already made my first day lunch. It’s “Cucumber Under Wraps” which is a tortilla, with cream cheese, with a quartered cucumber wrapped in the center. Then I have a strawberry yogurt, and a chocolate hermit cookie. Upon school shopping I got a thermos and juice containers, so I can bring my favorite V-8 Tropical Blend juice and once the weather gets nippy I can have warm soup!

I don’t really know how to end this post, seeing I always have had trouble with closing statements. I usually end up with two awkward sentences, and getting a low grade on the conclusion.

-The Road to Success is Always Under Construction

p.s. did anyone notice how my last “paragraph” was a pun?


I’m the kind of person who prefers email, letters, texting, that kind of stuff. I’m a very easy crier. Half the times I will be saying through sobs, “I’m not that upset that I should be crying, but I just can’t control it.” Plus whenever I try to talk for a good period after crying, I start crying again. This is not a good trait to have. I have started to cry when I was talking to a teacher who scares me. It also doesn’t help that other people just don’t understand that I would prefer to not cry. When you start crying people try and comfort you, or get mad at you for being a baby or too emotional. When you aren’t all that upset, and your crying over something small, then when you talk just because you where crying before you start crying, even though you don’t need to be comforted, people feel the need to do it.

I just can’t hold back my emotions very well, and crying is my outlet, when I’m mad or sad.

I think I’m going to stop on question and commenter of the day. It’s just not what I want to be doing now.

Right now I’m just writing when I have something to write about, and if you want to write about something you don’t want to have to stick it a format. Before I was writing to write, and now I’m writing to express.

-The road to success is always under construction.

If you don’t like the rant whiney depressing blog posts ignore this one.

Today we got our results for Musical. Everyone who tries out gets a part. I worked vigorously on my audition. I went beyond memorizing and practiced, practiced, practiced. I spent over 6 hours on preparing my auditions. I know it was more than that, but I don’t want to over estimate myself. That isn’t including the time I spent searching for my audition materials which was probably another 4 hours. I was pretty confident seeing how much work I put into my audition and how a lot of the people in the cast had not gone out before. I have been anxiously awaiting getting the cast list. When I finally got it I couldn’t open it since the director sent it on word which I don’t have on my computer. I forwarded it to my mom on her computer and she copy and pasted it and re-sent it to me. Where was my name? At the bottom, in the ensemble. Several younger less experienced people got multiple roles, and what did I get? Ensemble. If you aren’t familiar with theater the ensemble is the chorus, and consists of a large majority of the cast, only excluding the main characters in most cases. The only other people just in ensemble it is there first year, and are only going out because friends are going out or are goof offs. This doesn’t make sense to me. How come others are getting multiple rolls and I don’t have 1? Would a softball coach have someone sit on the bench and have 1 player play 1st base and left field? Not to mention this isn’t competitive. I would understand a little more if it was competitive, but it’s not, it’s for fun. How is that fair? Yes I know, life isn’t fair, but this is a high school musical.

I’m 16, and in 10th grade. I could get a job, but I choose musical over it. I’m seriously considering quitting because why should I pay 100 dollars for being just another face in the crowd? I could spend that time earning money or on homework and studying.

No question or reader of the day today. I’m hoping you won’t see the need for punishment seeing this is more of a rant then a blog, and it was just to get my feelings out.

-The road to success is under HEAVY construction. Don’t forget that it is raining during this construction.

I’m coming out. No, not as gay, lesbian, bisexual, or as a witch, well actually yes, as a witch, but not the Wicca kind. I’ve always pronounced myself as a Ravenclaw. It does fit me, but since I’ve been reading the books, and looking more into the different houses I realized. I am more of a Hufflepuff then a Ravenclaw. When I originally found this out I denied it. This was when I was in the first book, and thought of Hufflepuffs as the rejects. Now that I am getting into the 2nd half of the 4th book I have realized that the sorting hat would of chosen me as a Hufflepuff. Sorry M and Liz, but I’m leaving your house and joining Michelle. I mean, it’s not YOUR house, like you own it, but the house you take residence in, in the world of Harry Potter. Can we at least still talk in the entry hall?

Sorry for such a short post, but I’m just having trouble blogging. Several times I have considered just quitting. I don’t find the same joy in it as I used too. That long break was a mistake. I’m not going to delete this little blog here, but will probably post less, hopefully I can aim for once a week.

Commenter of the day:
Cocoa, who is a night owl like me (:

Question of the day:
Can’t you guess?
(what house are you in?)

Sorry I know it’s a boring question, and I know most of your answers, but it is what fit’s the post best

-The road to success is always under construction.

I’m a night owl, and I’m not just one of those teenagers who stay up late and just says they are. I really am. How do I know this? I will refer to a post my friend Michelle posted awhile ago. She talked about how she is a morning bird, and the morning just rejuvenates her. I’m the same way, just with night. To take a walk at night all alone for me is just the best. The night air, with still a hint of humidity, but cool enough to not be uncomfortable. I mean, I have been outside early in the morning, I mean who hasn’t had to bike to school before the sun rises? Okay well maybe those of you who live more than 2 miles from your school, but then at the least walked to the bus stop? Okay, got a few more of you on board with that one.

I have to interrupt this blog my telling you that today is Grissom’s birthday. He is now 2 years old. I am now sitting outside, and he crawled under my perched legs and then jumped up onto the patio furniture and is now giving himself a bath next to me. I need to capture this moment, YES, PICTURE TIME!!
Picture 414
Yes, we are kissing. I forgot to give him his birthday kiss earlier. I’m also sorry for the HORRIBLE lighting, but hey, I’m outside, and it’s 11 o’clock at night, what do you expect.

Okay, now back to the night owl stuff. Okay, sorry Grissom distracted me. I have nothing. Well hey, it’s a post, right? Better than nothing?

Commenter of the day:
Michelle, for her nerdyness

Question of the day:
Are you a morning owl, or a night owl?

Grissom is now sitting on the chair opposite me cleaning his toes. I can just see his eyes and his white body parts, it’s so cute! ^.^

Okay, now I’ve played “Party in the USA” By Miley Cyrus 10 times since I downloaded it a few hours ago, guilty pleasure much?

Sorry for the scatterbrain-ness!

-The road to success is always underconstruction

Hayley G. Hoover posted this yesterday and I couldn’t resist filling it out.
Sorry if it seams like a filler post. It kind of is. ):

1. What author do you own the most books by?
Mary Pope, the author of The Magic Tree House series, and for adult books it would be Jodi Picoult

2. What book do you own the most copies of?
I don’t own any double copies

3. Did it bother you that both those questions ended with prepositions?
No, I didn’t notice until you mentioned it.

4. What fictional character are you secretly in love with?
Cross from the book Prep

5. What book have you read the most times in your life (excluding picture books read to children; i.e., Goodnight Moon does not count)?
Prep, I’m sorry to say I don’t remember the author.

6. What was your favorite book when you were ten years old?
I don’t have much of a memory for that time frame.

7. What is the worst book you’ve read in the past year?
The only book I didn’t enjoy was A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.

8. What is the best book you’ve read in the past year?
The Listeners

9. If you could force everyone you tagged to read one book, what would it be?
The Listeners. It has some amazing theories

10. What book would you most like to see made into a movie?
The Egypt Game, mostly because since it is such a young age range it would be hard to ruin it.

11. What book would you least like to see made into a movie?
The Listeners. I know that the screen would just destroy it.

12. Describe your weirdest dream involving a writer, book, or literary character.
I only have 1 dream I remember involving any and it would be when I had lunch with Jody Picoult

13. What is the most lowbrow book you’ve read as an adult?
The Wish probably (well I’m not an adult yet)

14. What is the most difficult book you’ve ever read?
I probably struggled with Inkheart the most, but I also read it in fourth grade.

15. What is the most obscure Shakespeare play you’ve seen?
I have not seen any live.

16. Do you prefer the French or the Russians?
I don’t know enough to have a preferance

17. Roth or Updike?
I’ve never read either

18. David Sedaris or Dave Eggers?
I’ve never read either

19. Shakespeare, Milton, or Chaucer?
Shakespeare is the only one I’ve read.

20. Austen or Eliot?
I’ve never read either. I feel so naive

21. What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?
I haven’t read many classics other than what was required in school.

22. What is your favorite novel?
It really does change year by year. My Sister’s Keeper is still quite up there

23. Play?
I really haven’t seen enough to make an educated decision. But my favorite one I’ve performed in was Cats!

24. Poem?
William Shakespeare’s 84th sonnet

25. Essay?
I have really not read any.

26. Work of nonfiction?
The Biography I read on Anne Frank a few years back was very good.

27. Who is your favorite writer?
I don’t really have a favorite right now.

28. Who is the most overrated writer alive today?
Stephanie Meyer

29. What is your desert island book?
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

30. And… what are you reading right now?
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

Commenter of the day:
Marissa, her favorite school supply is her awesome lime green alien pencil case.

Question of the day:
Pick any question from above and answer i freely 🙂

-The road to success is always underconstruction.

Fine, you guys want a post, you got it! I don’t have a good excuse for not writing for such a long period. The first two days where because I was thinking about school and getting depressed about last year. Then I kicked myself for living in the past and came back to the here and now. So after those two days I just never got back into the flow. Then someone started spamming my page *cough* Nora *cough.* and I decided to post!

Today I was at the county fair for FFA (Agriculture Education, NOT FUTURE FARMERS OF AMERICA PEOPLE!!! Get it straight! [If I wasn’t in it I would so call it Future Farmers of America, but I am so you’ll have to deal with my political correctness.) I made some friends with Corndog the pig who ways over 1200 pounds and was the biggest pig in my state in 2006, (yeah now you can look me up and stalk me.) The sheep did get a little jealous of my friendliness to Corndog and tried to blame there gas on me. A lady walking by laughed for a good 5 minutes at the gas. Since I was working with kids, since that is the whole part of the barnyard, I do have a story about one very annoying boy. Some of the FFA girls where throwing some bird seed at each other since there was some laying down from a previous craft, so this little boy decided to join in on the fun. He targeted all his seeds at my face, he also, at age 6, had better aim then everyone else throwing, and would proudly proclaim, “I HIT HER IN THE FACE,” each time he did. We then had to end the festivities because he was getting out of hand, but we did start them up once he walked off (:

After all the fun fair festivities we went, DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!! SCHOOL SUPPLIES SHOPPING! You would not (okay you probably would) believe how many times I loudly proclaimed trappers, folders, notebooks, and miscellaneous school supplies “sexy.” I ended up getting a trapper, which I haven’t had since 7th grade, but they are just so improved since then. My mom insisted on buying me the 10 cent notebooks, but I beg and pleaded to get a five star, 3 subject notebook for math, since I will probably go through 2 of those on there own for math this year. I ALSO GOT THE MOST AMAZING INVENTION EVER! It is a thing that clips in my trapper, and want to know what it does? This small little ruler shaped thing, YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT DOES?!?! IT IS A 3 HOLE PUNCH! It barely takes any room, and I’ve already tried it and it’s sexy and amazing and WONDERFUL! As soon as my eyes landed on it, I ran to it and proclaimed, “I NEED THIS MOM, PLEASE!??” She then asked why I needed it, and I told her that most teachers have 1, or 2 at the most and just let us fend for ourselves when it comes to them. It’s purple, along with most of my other non-notebook supplies, and just over all sexy. DID I SAY IT WAS SEXY!?! I also had to beg and plead for 2 pilot black pens, and say that I could rummage up my pencils from last year, so we only had to get the pens. I did get some new fancy mechanical pencils during 3rd tri, so they will work fine! Once we where believed to be done my mom wanted to look at pants, so we went down to the clothes section, while I was staring dreamily at my school supplies, I noticed something was missing. HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED LOOSE LEAF PAPER! I then sadly departed from my school supplies, leaving them with my mom to get the paper. I run to the other side of the store, grab the first I can find, and go back to the cart. Once there I notice, IT’S NOT COLLEGE RULED! I can’t have my loose leaf be wide ruled and my notebooks college ruled! I then leave everything again, run across the store, to find WALMART DOES NOT SELL COLLEGE RULED LOOSE LEAF PAPER! WHAT IS THIS INSANITY!?!?!

Here and there my Grandma comes and stays at our house for the weekend just to spend some time with us. It’s so different to have a 3rd person in a 2 person house. I’m so used to how my mom folds her towels when they are done, and where they are set, and her putting the toilet seat down, and it just feels different to have the difference. I’m not saying this is a bad feeling, it’s just different. My grandma usually sleeps in the finished basement on my old day bed, but since she is scared there might be to much cat hair in there, she insisted on having my room. I then had to hurry to clean it up and have it ready to have someone other than me sleep in it. It feels really weird to be displaced from my room. I mean, I don’t spend much time in it, but I keep my stuff in there. I have my favorite brush in there, I had my book light in there, my clothes, my hamper, my pajamas, and I didn’t exactly pack to sleep in the living room. I ran in there when she was taking a bath to get my clothes for the day. My ceiling light doesn’t work all the time, and I never used it much. I just have a simple clip desk light that I use for reading at night and so I can see around at night or when it’s a dark day, or even when the shades are drawn. It is pretty bright, and does it’s job very well. Well when going in there, I tried to turn the desk light on, and some how in the one night I was gone it managed to break. Isn’t that a pleasant surprise? It was nice this morning to be offered to have breakfast at Burger King, which is only offered when my Grandma is staying here. Now that I have taken driver’s ed, I can understand why my mom doesn’t like me in my grandma’s car. She drives half in the other line, doesn’t stop at stop signs, cuts her turns short. Now don’t get me wrong, I love my grandma to death, but I’m ready for her to go home tomorrow.

Wow, I didn’t know I had over eleven hundred words in me. I need to not take these long term breaks. Even though I am sure that I could of written this anyways seeing that this is all things that happened today!

Commenter of the Day
Michelle, because we’re blog buddies! (no favorites, she said that in her comment, no lies!)

Question of the Day
What is your favorite school supply?
Mine is my hole puncher, and my trapper keeper is in close second!

-The road to success is always under construction!

P.s. 1209 words! Wow I had a lot more in me than I thought!

I’m so lucky to have a stress reliever like this blog! I have found the hardest work of having a blog is starting. To get that thought process going, and to open something to type it in, and then just letting the words flow is easy. Except when I get to this point. Where I don’t know where to go. Then the trick is to just keep going. Keep typing, even if it’s nonsense. I’ve noticed the ones I get the most comments on are the ones that are just senseless rambles. THEN, SOMEONE SENDS ME AN INSTANT MESSAGE *cough*Marissa*cough* and makes me lose my thought process. Did I really need to know your money status on farm town, IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING A BLOG!?! It’s all right, you don’t know I’m writing a blog, and I love your love of farm town. I’m glad that you have spare money! Now don’t spend it all in one place.

See, I just got distracted. This blog is not going very well. Now that I said that all my comments will be, “oh marina I loved this post,” or something of that manner! But then again the sense less ones are usually rid of sense, and this one makes sense. It’s a blog about blogging. That makes sense, doesn’t it?

Mostly because of her blissful ignorance of thinking Grissom was BITING his girlfriend! She has obviously never seen a cat kiss!

What brings you back to this blog?
What makes you type in address to see if there is a new post?
(or add me to your google reader ;))

I KEEP COMING BACK BECAUSE IT’S MY BLOG! And if I ditched myself…. That would be horrible.

When I hang my head over the couch, Mr. G decides it is time for some lovin and rubs against my hand. I think it is one of the cutest things he could do. Other than when he was a kitten and had a girlfriend. I think I will post picture of his girlfriend here
Yes, that is one of those cute little beanie babies we used to all know and love. Back in the 90’s. I miss the 90’s. I miss my childhood.
little me
That is me at a young age, if you didn’t guess
Has anyone ever seen one of those Myspace bulletins or Facebook notes of, “You know you’re a 90‘s kid if:” and there was a huge list of cartoons, and toys, and phrases from the 90’s. I think I will now reference to that for the rest of this post.

I will bold the ones I remember, and maybe I will give some commentary on some 😉

You’re a 90’s kid if:

You’ve ever ended a sentence with the word “PSYCHE!”

You can sing the rap to “The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air”
I didn’t actually know this in the 90’s but learned it this year =]

You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.

You know that “WOAH” comes from Joey from “Blossom” and that “How Rude!” comes from Stephanie from “Full House”
Full House was my addiction. I have seen every episode 3 times or more

You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.

You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.

You remember reading “Goosebumps”
I never got to much into it, just read one or two, but I had friends who where more obsessed. I was more into the Choose your own adventure and Choose your own nightmare

You know the profound meaning of “Wax on, wax off”

You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.

You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
I had this ridiculously small bugs bunny one, that hardly could hold half a sandwich, but I thought it was so cool I didn’t care

You danced to “Wannabe” by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)

You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
I also remember making my own out of those metal tape measurers

You still get the urge to say “NOT” after (almost) every sentence…Not…

Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.

Captain Planet.

You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.

When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who…………and still all ended up being Tommy.

You remember when Super Nintendo’s became popular.

You remember watching home alone 1, 2 , and 3……..and tried to pull the pranks on “intruders”
Well I wouldn’t pull them on intruders, just my mom (:

“I’ve fallen and I can’t get up”

You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates

Two words… Trapper Keeper.
well that was more a 5th, 6th grade thing

You never got injured on a Slip ‘n’ Slide

You wore socks over leggings scrunched down

“Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back” SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE
he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show

You remember boom boxes vs. cd players

You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool

You knew all the characters names and their life stories on “Saved By The Bell”

You played and/or collected “Pogs”

You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere
The original versions where a million times better than the “connect” versions

You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles


Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!
And I loved the smell, even though now I know that the smell is horrible

All your school supplies were “Lisa Frank” brand.(pencils.notebooks.binders.etc.)
I still have a lisa frank binder in my bedroom 😀

You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.

You’ve gotten creeped out by “Are You Afraid of the Dark?”
I love watching old episodes on you tube!

You know the Macarena by heart.

“Talk to the hand” … enough said

You thought Brain would finally take over the world
THAT SHOW WAS THE BOMB! It’s Pinky and the Brain Brain Brain BRAIN!

You always said, “Then why don’t you marry it!”

You remember when everyone went slinky crazy.
I still remember the smell of my Grandma’s musty basement from pushing them down her steps

You remember when razor scooters were cool.
When did they stop being cool? 😉

I hope you enjoyed this post as much as I enjoyed the trip down memory lane! I did cut out a lot at the end so if you want more make sure to check out the link I posted towards the top!

Who thinks I am hiding something magical!

What is your favorite 90’s memory?
Mine would have to be just being a kid and not worrying about fitting in and boys and making friends by saying hi, and that was just enough.

-The Road to success is always underconstruction

Internet is being spastic. This post will be short. I want to thank Marissa a million for posting yesterday! This is just a filler post! SORRYZ!!! I will hopefully be back with regular internet soon! Hopefully Embark will be back to normal on Monday. Okay! SORRY FOR SHORT POST! WILL BE BACK TO NORMAL WITH QUESTIONS AND SUCH TOMARROW!!!!


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