Finding Nemo, and Weekly Rant #1.

That picture? Is from math class today. Quote to go along with it? "FIIAA POOWWWAA!" :)
It's Thursday. I think I speak for everyone when I say, FRIDAY CAN'T COME ANY FASTER! It's been a long week for me. Mainly just finishing up the year and getting everything finished for the summer, plus simply the fact I'm one week away from the last day of school it's dragging on and on. Honestly, school is pointless by now because we really aren't learning anything since we have already taken our EOCT's. I've found it has gotten harder for me to drag (I mean, my mom literally draagggeddd me out of bed by my feet yesterday morning around 6:30) myself out of bed. The teachers just show movies we have seen about 90827482 times before, (Examples: Finding Nemo, National Treasure) while we "watch" (sleep) and pretend we are interested. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure that Finding Nemo is the best Pixstar movie EVER, but I can watch it at home.

Oh, and I have decided I will come out with a weekly rant. Something I am NOT okay with and feel like complaining about. This week I have decided it's the fact that we pay people to entertain us more than we pay people to run our country! Is the United States so caught up in pop culture that we can't take the time to notice the people who make everything possible?! Football players who throw balls and butt heads are paid more than the people who put their lives on the line for our country. Teenagers and airheads who memorize lines and have decent (auto-tuned) voices, make more than the adults who teach our children. I can't be the only person who is irked by this. Why should celebrities have 4 houses, when police officers, and firefighters, along with our military, and president get the short end of the stick? It's an outrage! Okay, that is all I'm going to say. Anybody else have an opinion? Let me know.

P.S: I have come across my new favorite song, thanks to my fabulous sister Jena. It is called "Music is my hot, hot sex". I know it sounds weird, but I'm pretty sure I'm in love. haha

Lemons and Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day all! Regardless on how you feel about holidays, (if your the total romantic, or think days like today were invented to boost the sells of the greeting card companies) its truly a day to honer your mother a little more than you do on a day-to-day basis. After completing 3 hours at my church listening to Preacher John talking about mom's, (how original) I raced over to my Aunt Pat's house for a Mother's Day luncheon. First thought: commence eating. Once my hunger had been satisfied, I was able to make conversation with my lovely Gran-Gran (my grandmother) who has Alzheimer's. If you know anybody with this disease, it really is a sad thing. Poor lady repeats herself 9 times in 10 minutes and doesn't remember what she ate when she leaves the dinner table. With a full belly, me and my mom raced over to my other grandma's house for birthday cake (yes my mom was born on mother's day, how ironic) and presents all around. There are a few things you should know about my Aunt Donna:
1) She is a self declared photographer.
2) She should have been my mom, because we are identical in every way.
3) Except for the fact that she is about 30 years older than me.
So, after about a zillion and two pictures, and being blinded by the flash over and over again, there was conversation. The main thing I love about my mom's side of the family is that we can sit and talk for hours, about anything and everything. No matter the topic, (anything from the oil spill in the Gulf, to the recipe for that super good cake my Grandma read about in Southern Living) rest assured it will be discussed in it's entirety. Growing up in the south is a cool thing, for all of you who have experienced it, or for the northerners who have visited here and been shell-shocked. It's true that we talk slow, and like to sip sweet tea (or chug it if your that obsessed or thirsty). Also, for all the true southerners there is that distinct twang in our voices that separate us for the rest of the population in America. Displaying our true "Southern Hospitality", we argued over who was taking home what left-overs.
Example: "Here take this." "No you take it!" "No, I simply insist, it's just us two at the house and we wont eat it all." "Well, I did loovee the lemon in this." "See? Just take it, look I'll wrap it up right now."
Yeah, picture that every time there is more than three of us together in one room. But anyway, I get side tracked easily. I came into this with the idea of writing about mother's and ended up talking about lemons. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

Roller Skating

Today my best friend Bre, along with Tori and I, found out just how hard it is to roller skate. Let me break it down for you: 4 wheels on each foot X 2 feet on each girl X 3 girls = DISASTER. After falling on our butts, knees, hands, and on occasions faces, we realized just how bad we are at skating. And might I add the fact that the people who work there and are actually good at skating (the ones that dress in referee shirts and who's sole purpose is to HELP people?!) were laughing at us, and gave up all hope in attempting to help us up after the first couple of hundred falls. And let me tell you, the "teeny-bopper" music (AKA: Justin Bieber, and Miley Cyrus) DID NOT help our balancing efforts. In fact, I blame them. You hear that? It's YOUR fault I fell so many times Miss "Party in the USA"! And you too Mr. "One Time"! MAYBE, if I hadn't of had to listen to your crap music the entire time, I could have concentrated more on staying in an upright position.
Helpful tip when roller skating: Don't hold hands with somebody! If they go down, your going down with them. Don't ask me how I know.

Invasion Of Monkeys.

It's my first time doing this, you know, blogging activity. I'm not exactly sure what to write about. I'm sure this is what everybody writes in their first post, stating the obvious fact that it is their first blog, and now I can see why. I'll start out with writing about my surrounding, picture this: Blue room (clean for once I might add),with music playing at a comfortable volume (since I don't want to be def when I grow up), girl with brown hair and awkwardly long legs criss-crossed balancing a laptop, attempting at typing something that's not too boring however, at the same time, knowing it is. Add along to that my emotions: Super tired from my long and stressful day filled with sleeping, eating, and lounging around watching Catch Me If You Can with my boyfriend. It was my first time seeing it, and I approve. I love watching movies that are based on true stories, and for those who have not seen it, I won't ruin it for you.

Also, ever noticed how you can be soo hyper all day long, then sit down for ten minutes at the most, and completely crash? Your more tired than ever, and just minutes before you were totally ready to take on an invasion of monkeys educated in the art of taekwondo? It's all happened to us at one point or another, and it just hit me. So, I will go to sleep now.