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Friday, May 28, 2010

Two In A Day?? UNHEARD OF.

Yes, Yes, I know. I'm overcompensating for the fact that I haven't blogged for like a month. But it's also because I am somewhat in the mood to blog I guess? Anywaysss..
           So I feel sorry for the jerk (or Mrs. jerk) that hacked Hayley Williams' twitter account. Do they not remember that she has a massive fan base, AND a band on her side? Not too mention that is a crime, and I'm pretty sure twitter is gonna be on there ass too. At least if I were twitter I would not be happy with whoever did that on my website. You know?
                                      And what about all of this shit with Sandra Bullock? Okay she adopted a black baby boy, you guys (media sharks) didnt flip out when Angelina Jolie did it now did you? I'm sorry but things like that are the reason I don't want to get "known" for my singing. People magazine will want to know what type of toothpaste I use... Which btw right now is whatever the hell kind my mom buys. But SERIOUSLY, toothpaste? And they would most likely care about me using Suave shampoo instead of Biolage or some shit. hahahaha.
           I would LOVE to go to some reporter one day and ask him what toothpast he uses, if he wears a toupe', if his wife had plastic surgery or is secretly a hooker, I mean really? How "juicy" are their lives. bahahaha.
                          -this is the end of my celeb rant.-

Title Suggestions Anyone?

So If you're reading this you are probably one of the following things:
- A creepy stalker of mine. bahahaha riiight.
- One of my friends that I beg to read this. <-- most likely.
- You stumbled upon the wrong blog and you continued to read anyway.... hahaha
- Or some other thing.

But anyways, sorry for neglecting you guys, and not writing for over a month.. Wow. I feel like a terrible parent of my blog.
Update, my great aunt Marjorie (previous post), passed away on the 18th of April shortly after that post. She went peacefully and she is now in a better place at rest. I know so many people say that but with Marjorie I actually believe that. She isn't suffering and is now with God and my grandpa.

On a happier note, Last night I went to an awesome concert in Columbus that included City Lights, Sparks the Rescue, Sing it Loud, Rocket to the Moon, and Mayday Parade.  I loved the concert, I stayed in the outside part of the venue most of the time. I got to chat it up with a lot of the bands and talk to them about what they do and how they like being pretty much a rockstar. They all are pretty laid back.
    So my new goal of the summer? MORE CONCERTS. Seems pretty easy right?

A bittersweet note? I am asking for money for my birthday to get a tattoo in memory of Marjorie. Marjorie had Multiple Sclerosis, a disease that attacked the nervous system. So she used your shoulders to walk by holding onto them with her hands and outstretched arms. I want to get a butterfly on each shoulder to represent where her hands would be when she would walk with you. I chose butterflies because Marjorie collected butterfly figurines and she loved them very much.

Thanks for continuing to read my blog and listen to my faults and struggles in this game of life.

Friday, April 16, 2010

We Are Family... -yeah the song, I know-

So, also within the recent past, there has been a lot of family stuff going on. A week before Easter Sunday-- for us Christians who think bunnies lay eggs-- my grandma was in the hospital with pneumonia (did I actually spell that right?! I can never spell that!) and she got to come home on Easter. Then the next was the Cincinnati Red's Opening Day. And I of course went, I'm pretty sure I've gone every year of my life. My elementary school would watch the calendar and gimme my work for that day the previous Friday. Haha.  ANYWAYS. Back to the story. That day my 88 year old great aunt, Marjorie, went to the game with one of my cousins. And long story short her legs were already really swollen and on the way into her house Marjorie's leg split open from being so overly swollen and full of fluids. She went to the E.R. got it stitched up and went home.
   Everything seemed fine and dandy until Friday evening. (This story is so long the short version will seem long) Marjorie was found in a gross situation. She was having in-stage renal (kidney) failure. If you know what can happen with that, you'll understand why it was so gross. If not, look it up on WebMD or the Mayo Clinic-- somewhere that won't exaggerate. So Marjorie was taken to the E.R. and they also found out through some scans that she had experienced a heart attack some time in the near past. That also concluded that she has in-stage heart failure. She was admitted on the 9th of April, and my family &Marjorie had some decisions to make. She could go to a nursing home, quite a few different ones, or she could go to Hospice. My family hates  nursing homes. We have had so many experiences with neglect, not getting the right medication, or other problems. And with the condition Marjorie is in they didn't think she could handle a nursing home. So they all decided on Hospice. She was transported to Hospice on Tuesday, 4/13, morning.
Continuing the story again---
My grandma came home yesterday evening, she will recieve Hospice care from home. My grandma also entered the hospital on Friday night, literally around the same time, and she now is diagnosed with in-stage heart failure also. But, hopefully she will stay around longer than expected.


--So I don't know if you have any God or Gods that you pray to, or if you believe in any. But I know that my grandma and my great aunt are in need of thoughts and prayers, and just people out there thinking about them right now. 
And Peace be with you.

Please Ignore One of the Preceding Posts... -oh boy-

For those, or any of you who have read these posts... well first of all thanks. I have let you into my life, and you have "dealt" with the drama inside of these posts. Boy are you glad you are not a facebook friend. I think I update my status like its a twitter feed. Oh, and I have a Twitter too. @ThatZOOBird
ANYWAYS...
So about the one post to ignore. Steven. Steeeeven. Eww. Umm yeah. I can't talk to him anymore, not for my mother's sake. But I just don't want to. That whole OMGILOVEYOUSTEVEN. yeah that lasted 24 hours or so. And all i can say to that is... THANK GOD. Thank the good Lord above for knockin' some sense into my crazy ass. I mean this kid is kinda obsessive, and he is NOT a minor... (RED FLAG MUCH?) Oh, and he's bff's with a person I do not like because they ENJOY arguing with me (among other reasons).
Wow. I am still amazed of that like 2 months of my life. That was like two steps forward and a flight of them backwards.

So I think you're gonna get a third post today too.... mostly because I have too much shit going on in my life that I need to share, and because I just need to post more...
OH-- and they are all too different to go in one post. so yeah. =]
<3 --Thanks for the love-- <3

Day of Silence

   I've always kinda wondered why someone would want to not talk all day, you know when we used to dare each other to do it in elementary school? I would sit and think why? You can't make friends without talking. You can't play tag without talking.
But now that I'm older I have realized that there are purposes for being silent. And that by being silent you showed that playing tag was different, or that making friends was a little more challenging.
Today I am participating in GLSEN's (Gay,Lesbian, and Straight Education Network) Day of Silence. The day is a movement used to bring forward the silence faced by gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender people and their allies. My choice to be silent will and does echo the silence which is caused by anti-LGBT bullying, harassment, and name-calling.
Staying silent today will be a fairly hard task, but I have set up some guidelines for myself so that I'm not "setting myself up for failure". I have chosen to answer the phone whenever it rings today, and it might be a telemarketer, but it would be another person to tell about the Day of Silence.
I am spreading the awareness, while not interrupting my "to-do" list. I will also speak when around small children and elderly members in my family.
The issues involved are not something a three year old needs to know or understand; and my older relatives are hard of hearing and would not be able to clearly understand why I am not talking to them. 
--So today if you know anybody participating in the DOS or if you would like to start participating go to www.dayofsilence.org
-Think about the voices you are not hearing today-

Monday, March 29, 2010

Today Was A Fairytale.

Well, not exactly today. Yesterday was. I saw Steven, the boy who I think might possibly be the one. Yes the one that every little girl dreams of. The one to sweep you off your feet and carry you away into happily ever after. I think I have finally found him. He actually listens, no not just sitting there and nodding his head occasionally. But he talks to me about what I said, tells me that he agrees with some things, or maybe that he has some of the same problems going on. But back to yesterday... We hungout at the park. It was raining half of the time, but it was a total picturesque scene. We could talk, laugh, and half little intimate moments without people caring. We sat and talked about anything and everything for almost 2 hours. I will never forget that day, because I hope it is the beginning of my fairytale- with Steven Ray Thompson, my Prince Charming.

--and they all lived Happily Ever After...

Friday, March 26, 2010

My First Time

Well, this is my first post. So chyeah. Work with me here. I figured I try this whole blogging thing out. So what has happened today? Well to be truthful, not shit. I have been kinda sorta working on school stuff.... but that never goes well. I am a left-brain dominated person, meaning I treat everything with no right or wrong answer. I listen to my creative side, and I hate having to shove it all into a box inside the back of my brain so that I can possibly understand some math and pass Geometry this year.
Being let-brain dominated is great for doing things like writing songs, stories, and drawing wonderful little doodles.
So yeah. I don't really wanna rant on and on... But, if you feel like comenting on this, with any extra thoughts?? Go ahead.
Please and thanks.