I would like to say a thanks to anyone out there. I hope you all have a happy holiday, and stay save. I'm serious, I don't want to be reading the paper and see that someone got into a car crash by a series of very strange cartoonish events.
I won't be typing again until at least New Year's Day. Just remember, a new year means a new leaf to turn. Can't wait to see you in twenty-thirteen, see ya!
From my corner to your heart, K.
(P.S. nice job proving the Mayans wrong, because last time I checked we're all still here. Can't wait to see what they come up with next!)
We finally got snow, so, maybe we'll have a white Christmas this year. Speaking of a white Christmas, I've recently been asked about books. Wait, I guess that didn't have anything to do with Christmas...Oh well. Like many people I love books. They are my second passion. Everyone keeps asking me, "Kells, what are some good books to read?" Can I just say...here, we, go.
As I was saying, I'm just going to type it right here for the whole world to see. I veeeeerrrryyyy much dislike that question. I don't know what books you like, so I can't accurately request books that you would like.
But, I've been working on it, and I think I've conducted my list of top ten favorite books. Please, keep in mind though, I haven't read my way through the world yet. Infact, I've only barely started. Oh, and these aren't in any particular order.
K's Top Ten Novels.
The Fault in our Stars by John Green
Nobody's Princess by Esther Friesner
Crank by Ellen Hopkins
One for the Money by Janet Evanovich
The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor
The Princess Bride by Willian Goldman
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead
Before I Die by Jenny Downham
Kissed by an Angel by Elizabeth Chandler
So, I didn't put down Harry Potter or the Hunger Games, because I feel like they don't need to be put on there, yes, they are on the top on my list, but nearly everyone has heard of them. So, they would simply take up two spaces where lesser known books could go. Anywho, that's it.
If you feel like there should be other books on the list I would love it if you told me. I'm always looking for new material to read.
I'm sorry, I've been finding it hard to write recently. Wondering how much good in the world it would take to counter act the bad. I live in America, and if you don't then maybe you don't know. But, a school in Connecticut lost 20 kindergardners to a shooter. This isn't about that though. But, this reminded me about how much the world sucks. Here, we, go.
Today is December 17, which means it's Project for Awesome day. If you don't know what P4A is then I feel as if you should be educated :)
For each comment on a Project for Awesome video Hank and John Green aka the Vlogbrothers will donate a penny, up to a million dollars.
I don't normally ask for things, but if anyone is out there I would love for you to either follow that link, or youtube project for awesome.
Our goal this year is to reach $200,000. This will go to various charities, and hopefully decrease world suck, and promote world awesomeness.
Thank you.
From my corner to your heart, K. (P.S. DFTBA for life.)
So, finals for most people are either here, or just around the corner. I know that mine are in a week and people are already freaking out. So, because of that I made a list of ways to keep the stress level down during your study times, or library time, study hall hour thing. You know what I mean. So, since you probably have tests to study for here, we, go.
(Wow, this is a big picture...)
Tips for decreasing stress over tests.
Figure out which subject(s) you're worst at, and work on those first. (For me that would be history.)
Dedicate at least one hour a day to mind relaxing activities. (Such as reading, TV, video fames, music, dancing, cooking, or my favorite coloring!)
Exercise. (Like, on a tredmill, eliptical, or if you have a flight of stairs go up and down them. I prefer a tredmill because then I can still study from books or notes.)
Focus on one subject at a time. (If you focus on two the information can get switched up in your mind, and it's less to take in all at once.)
Light candles. (This releases a scent into the air which can help calm your mind. If you don't like the flame from candles then put a scented lotion on your hands and gently rub your face.)
Create a system. (I prefer using note cards, but I know other people who record their notes then listen to them instead of music.)
Don't stay locked up in your room or wherever it is you study. (I find this works for me, since I memorize things by visualization. So if I learned the Gravitational constant in my living room then I just have to imagine being on my couch and I'll remember it. So, I switch rooms when I switch subjects.)
Quiz friends. (I find that this takes my mind off of my own tests for at least a little while.)
Drink and eat normally. (I know too many people that either eat more or eat less while cramming, then that's all they can think about come test time. So, try to keep your diet the same as it would be anyother day.)
Make studying into a game. (My friend Erin actually makes cards for a memory game and writes down definitions, this may not work for everyone. I find that it works best for foreign language exams.)
Finally, plan ahead. (If you know that your not good at a certian subject, like history, then memorize your stuff starting at the beginning of the year. This sounds like a lot of work, but it pays off in the end I promise.)
So, those are my eleven ways to keep my stress levels down during finals week. Not all of them will work for everybody because everyone is different. I hope this helped, at least a little. I wish you good luck on your exams, and the best wishes.
So, last night I laid in bed for about half an hour just staring up at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep, so I took out my books and started reading. Then, before I knew it, it was three in the morning...and I hadn't had a wink of sleep. So, I figured that I needed to make a list of do's and don't's of falling asleep. Without further to do, here, we, go.
I'll start out with some Do's to falling asleep:
Do lay on a bed, floor are not a good sleeping spot, and neither are desks or books.
Do wear something comfortable, preferably pajamas, but if you feel the need sleeping in nothing is an option I suposse.
Do have relaxing music playing quietly, or not at all.
Do close your eyes, we are not fish to sleep we must have out eyes closed
Do close your door, you don't want anyone wondering in on you and coloring your face with sharpie.
Okay, enough of that, onto the Don't's and there are many:
Don't read first of all.
Don't stay up all night writing a paper that's do the next day.
Don't go dancing when trying to fall asleep.
Don't eat sugar before trying to fall asleep.
Don't try sleeping on a roof, they are uncomfortable.
Don't start making a sandwich when wanting results.
Don't keep a ferret in your bed.
Don't pretend to be a fish.
Don't inhale toxic fumes, you may fall asleep, but you will never wake up.
Don't try falling asleep while on a tightrope over the grand canyon.
I'm sure there are more, but that's what my sleep deprived mind is giving me at the moment. Best wishes, now I have to get to class, and try to stay awake.
Okay, no more life reflectons for a while, Kay? With getting back in the season I am so super excited. Tomorrow my mother, dad and I will go out looking for a tree to put up in our living room. It's always been my job, ever since I was little, to find the biggest and best tree in the lot. Then, we'll drag it home, and attempt to decorate it. Sigh, here, we, go.
(This is a tree, put together upside down, wow! Wish I'd thought of that.)
In my how we have three trees, two fake and one real. Right now we have one of the fake ones decorated, and the other we just got put together. The decorated one is what I call the "Golden Red Rover" or "GRR" because its all gold, red, and green. We set up "GRR" on our landing above the stairs.
The second fake tree I call "Wintergreen." It's a lot less creative, but the alternative is to call it the penguin tree, and that just sounds silly. It's decked out in blue, white, and loads of penguins. We set it up down stairs in the corner of the room, just far away enough from the fireplace so that it doesn't catch fire. The other thing that's down stairs is my mom's village. Currently it's four layers, and the only thing she's missing is a Christmas tree lot.
With works as a great transition to talk about the third tree. I don't give it a name, but it's my favorite. It doesn't have a theme, but it's where we put all of the ornaments that have dates on them. It's also where we put the ornaments that are homemade, and special. I love the smell of the tree whenever I enter the house. And since the family comes to our house for Christmas there are presents underneath all three of the trees.
I love Christmas and the festivness (Is that a word?) that it brings. I love decorating, and being with my family, no matter how dysfuntional we are. And getting presents isn't too bad either, haha.
So, The other day my friend whom I hadn't talked to in years texts me this: "Hy Kell, Im knd of n a rut & jst wntd some1 to talk 2...thngs arnt goin gr8 right now..." So, after I got over the fact that my friend's english sucks, I called and asked her what was wrong. That's what I'm going to write about today. Not her life, because I didn't get her permission to post all of it, but I can share some, and I want to reach out to who ever is out there and needs someone to talk or relate to. Here, we, go.
(If You haven't seen Charlie, or heard about him you should go check him out.)
My friend's name is Sarah, she had seen Charlie's video about being scared. I felt a little honored, because I was the one she went to first, she had never told anyone this before. She explained to me about her family issues, and how her jerk of a boyfriend had broken up with her. She talked about when she was little and the kids made fun of her for being overweight, then for dieting, and for being too thin. She said that she's never forgotten those terrible memories.
I wasn't in Sarah's class, when we were kids I didn't even know her, but I felt her pain as if I was the one in her position.
That got me thinking about my own life. She said that she was so scared, of everything. Of college, not fitting in, disappointing her parents. It sounded like normal things, then she said the words, "Some times I just don't know if life is worth living if you're scared all the time."
When she said that, my heart dropped. I told her I would find something for her to live for.
I didn't realize how hard that would be. I couldn't tell if I was talking about Sarah or myself. Then I realized, I was talking about everybody.
Everyone needs something to live for. It took me a little while, but I figured out what needed you as much as you needed it. So I called Sarah back.
I told her that she shouldn't live for anyone except herself. That she should relax and rememer why as a kid she did anything. It was because she like it. Because it brought her joy.
Shouldn't that be what life is about? Making yourself happy? Sarah and I agreed that we would work on it, living for ourselves. It's going to be hard, but I think with some encouragement we can do it.
I'd love it if everyone did this. It's okay to be scared, but you can't let it rule your life. Being frightened that's what makes us human, so go ahead, be afraid for a little while. Cry if you feel the need, scream, punch a pillow, do whatever you need to do. But once you've done that, stop, and don't let that feeling back in for a day or a week, maybe even a month.
After that time is up, be scared for another few minutes, then change from having a month without fear, to two months. Eventually you'll get to a year, and it won't matter if you're scared or not, because you'll know how to deal with it.
This is what I told Sarah, and this is what I'm telling you. If you're going through a hard time that's fine, it happens to the best of us. But it's how you handle it that makes you stronger.
So be strong.
From my corner to your heart, K. (I'm sorry this was so long, but it means a lot to me. Thank you for reading it to the end.)
I love Oreos. If I could do what that kid is doing, I would. One thing that I think the company of Oreo should do is sell jars of their cream filling! I would buy it! Because let's face it, if you don't have milk you take the top off and lick the cream. Then you have two pieces of chocolate cookie, and you go buy some milk. Am I right? Or is that just me?
One thing that I don't like though, is when you drop an Oreo in your glass of milk. Because, then it gets saturated in the milk, and sticks to the bottom. Then, when you drink the milk it has chocolate cookie chunks in it. That part is fine, but then you have to somehow manage to get the remaning pieces out. And that my friends, is difficult.
My favorite thing to do, is crunch up the cookies, and make them into an Oreo Cream Pie. Delicious!
From my corner to your heart, K. (P.S. I found the pencils.)
I have terrible organization skills, in terms of other people. See, I know exactly where everything is, but telling someone to get something for me is like using Jack Sparrows compass to tell which way North is, it doesn't work. Sometimes I feel like I'm in one of those high-jacking movies, like heist or Oceans Eleven, and if I give the person the wrong directions they'll pull the alarm or trip a mine or something. Wow, that's a long intro, any who, here, we, go.
(My future office when I get a real job.)
So, to help with this problem I use sticky notes, so naturally I got kind of carried away and now they are all over my room. My walls are covered in blue, pink, green, white, and yellow. The thing is, most people would have it color coded, like have all the blue notes be things that need to be done right that instant. With me? Coding doesn't exist, it's all just not organized.
But, I still get stuff done, so I guess it works. My future roommate might not be so thrilled about it though.
Nothing in my room is really organized (still acording to other people's definition of organized.) That's one of the reasons I dislike cleaning my room, because I can never find anything afterwards, and it drives me bonkers. That's my excuse for not cleaning my room enough. My parents don't buy it though, haha.
Oh well, it makes me feel a little better. Well, I still have sticky-notes to put up, so, until next time..
From my corner to your heart, K. (If only I could find my lost pencils...)
Good Thursday morning to anyone who doesn't live in the USofA, but to those of you who dooooo....HAPPY TURKEY-DAY! Here, we, go!!!
Today is a day where the family gathers around the table, forgets their differences, and is at peace with one another, ha, yeah right.
That may be what happens in movies, but everyone know that Thanksgiving is ALL about the food, most importantly, the turkey, and mashed potatoes. Or, if you live with my family, my grandpa's noodles!
So, My parents and I are going over to my Aunt's house in a bit to eat dried over-cooked turkey, lumpy mashed potatoes, uncooked mac-n-cheese, sweet potatoes (my mom makes those so I can't accurately say if they're good or not) greenbeen cassorole (same with that one) J-Ello squares (you can't screw up J-Ello) and my grandpa's amazing, to die for, noodles.
We're also having dessert, but those change every year.
What's best, is that Christmas is soooo close to Thanksgiving this year! (Or what ever other winter holiday you celebrate.) And Christmas means homemade Christmas carmels from my grandmother. Yum!
Ok, that's all I got for today, I hope you have the greatest of days no matter where you are!!
So, I love doing yard work, it's something that my mom and I do together, and it gets me out of the house. The problem is when it gets cold. here, we, go.
(Thankfully, this isn't my yard.)
Now, my garden isn't that large, but when it's five below zero (F) and you still have weeds to pick up, it might as well be. My mother though seems to thing that freezing weather is the best time for picking up branches, and trimming trees. I love the woman, but come on!
When I'm out with my dogs caring for my flowers I shouldn't be shivering like there's an earthquake going on. But, those just my thoughts I guess.
From my corner to your heart, K. P.S. Maaaan, that is a nice garden! It makes me jealous. (-.-)
So, I have a problem. I'm addicted, but it's not to like, cigaretes, or drugs, or any of that usual stuff. (Wow, that sounded really bad and judgemental, I'm sorry.) No, I'm addicted to TV dramas...here, we, go.
This is my most recent series, I started it on November eleventh, that's one day ago, and I'm already on season two. The worst part is, I know it's a problem, but I like it. My last series was Vampire diaries, I got up to season three, because that's all Netflix has right now, but then I caught myself trying to watch season four online. I've blown off homework, I've stopped hanging out with friends, just so I can watch one more episode. I've even stopped writing in my blog.
The sad thing is, I like watching them, and after I post this, I'm going to plant my but on my couch and watch some more until my parents come home...maybe I do need help.......or I could just watch PLL and find out who 'A' is. Yup, I'll do the latter first. See Ya!!
After a night of either trick-or-treating, handing out candy, holding a haunted house, or going to a halloween party many people seem to be down. This is what I call the Holloween-hangover, and no, I don't mean alchohol. That stuff is gross (unless you're over the age of 21). here, we, go.
So, Halloween is over, but what's better than that night is the following day, when all the candies are on sale! I just went to walmart and got three bags of Mike&Ike's. Do I have a problem? Yes. Do I want help? Umm, I'm gonna go with no.
Just please remember, eat your dinner inbetween snacking on candies, and always brush you teeth? That's my Public service announcement for the year. You know what's also good about halloween? Now it's November, which is Turkey month!! (aka Thanksgiving.) Yaaaaay!
From my corner to your heart, K. ps. Yes, I like food, you got a problem with it?
It's a tedious and boring chore, that many people despise. Sadly though, it has to be done. You always have to clean the house. Here, we, go.
(I love cartoons)
So, obviously, today is cleaning day, and of course with me being a teenager who takes advanced classes, and is in band, and has somewhat of a life, my bedroom is a mess. But it won't be for long because I know some great ways to clean and make it really simple. Wow, that sounded really lame. But here is my sure-fire way to make cleaning fun......Pay your little sibling to do it. If you don't have a sibling I bet one of your neighbors has a kid.
Of course I'm only joking around....kind of. Just get a friend over and turn up the tunes.
Since you don't know, I play the flute in band. Being a "band-ie" involves plenty of things, such as...knowing the music, knowing your drills, knowing the basic rules of football, know the basic rules of basketball, knowing when and when not to cheer, and of course actually being at all home football games. By the way, here, we, go.
Yes, this is Ohio State (TBDBINL). No, I don't go there.
So, today is Saturday, and what am I doing on the weekend day? Football. I wouldn't be complaining, but we're in the play-offs so we didn't get a heads-up about this game until a few days ago. You know what? I had plans! I was going to go places, but now I can't because I have to be freezing my bum off playing pep tunes.
I don't mind being at football games as much as I used to, and I'm glad that we're in the play-offs, it's just, I don't want to go. I'd rather just watch it on TV.
Not like this though, it just didn't want to turn on.
So, my computer has been broken for a few days, hince the no posts for a little while. So, what's happened in K's life, whelp, pretty much nothing. I went to my classes, did my school work, watched a bunch of The Big Bang Theory (Great show, I love it.) and went to bed. Yeah, my life is so interesting I know. That's why I don't have my own TV show.....sadness.
This post is going no where, and I probably won't publish it because of that. Man, am I tired of these political campaining commercials. It's like, guise! if you don't have their vote by now, you're never going to get it.
Personally, I'm in the 'vote for who ever you want as long as you vote' party. well, anyway. I might as well sign off.
A passion of mine is paintball. I love it, when your hearts racing and you're dodging shots like you were in the matrix. And there's nothing better than when you get that perfect shot that wouldn't have been there half a second later. But when you get shot, or you lose a round. That's when you gotta put on your big kid pants, tighten your mask and be all "here, we, go."
Now, I've only been playing for a few months,but this is my favorite sport. I mean,where else can you 'shoot' your big brother and not get in trouble? Of course, I hate getting hit and having to 'die' but so does everyone else. Recently my brother and I went to his friend's course (Pallet City Paintball if you wanted to check it out.) Not to have a big head, but I rocked that course! I almost beat the owner, but he gotme in the neck first.
The only this I dislike more than losing or being the first 'dead' is the day after. When all the bruises start showing up, and it hurts to move. Worse feeling almost ever. But, it's totally worth it as long as you make the other players feel the pain too by lighting 'em up with paint.
In English class we're reading the Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Frankly, I don't see why people don't like this book. But, here, we, go.
So, for those of you who don't know, the Scarlet Letter is a book (obviously) that features around this woman, Hester Prynne. Hester is forced by the town to wear a red A as a punishment for sleeping and having a child with someone other than her husband. I can't tell you the end, but the story is about Hester's husband getting revenge on Hester's partner.
As I wrote in the introduction a lot of people dislike this book. Probably because it used a lot of big words, and is written in older english than we speak now. I don't find this a problem, and I think that if you could get past those two things then you would love this book.
It relates so much to every teen, because we all (maybe) know that one boy or girl who cheats on his or her girl or boyfriend. Which I think is just rude!
But seriously, you should totally read this. And if the language is hard for you, there's always Sparknotes! (If you don't know what that is, then google it.)
DENTISTS ARE EVIL!!! They hurt you, and make you pay lots.
So, I went in for a cleaning today after classes. The appointment that should have taken fifteen minutes took half an hour. If that weren't enough they told me that I now have three cavities that they already knew about but didn't treat. Now if I want them filled it'll cost nearly $300!! Wonderful, just what I needed right now when I'm trying to save up for college. Thank you dental offices of America. Not.
So, I am currently in my second year of french class, and I realized something...my professor cusses, a lot. With no more intro needing to be written, here, we, go.
Madame P. is one of the coolest teachers I've had (excluding Ander-man and Levie, more on them another time.) you could show up five minutes late to class and she wouldn't even give you a tardy. Since my class is only in their second year there is quite a bit we don't know. Because of this Madame P. has a dictionary underneath all of our desks and we can use it whenever. (but obviously not on tests.) One day I hear her say a word I didn't know so I look it up. The word was "zut" and that means "damn" which isn't that bad of a cuss word but it's still something teachers aren't supossed to say.
So, I listen to her for a while with my dictionary in hand and sure enough through out a month or so when she thought no one was listening she said the words that correspond with the following letters: b, f, and s.
Now don't read this wrong, she doesn't them all the time, but when she hands out the wrong papers, the computers don't work, or she accidently hurts herself they slip out.
I simply found this interesting, and a little humerous, because only forgein language teachers could get away with this. Sometimes I love school.
From my corner to your heart, K.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
I love reading. Like, seriously, if reading were an olympic sport I'd probably get silver. (I don't like gold, it clashes with the USA's colours.) I read all sorts of books too, pretty much everything except time travel. I have a few problems with time travel, mostly because my mind creates paradoxes and that makes my head hurt. Here, we, go...
Like the paradox that says that you go back in time and murdered your grandmother. Yeah, think about that one for just a moment. If you went back and killed your grandma then you wouldn't exist, and is you didn't exist then your grandma wouldn't be dead!
Sigh, you know, you don't really want to read about me going on and on about this. So I'm just going to end this here.
So, you know what I exteremly dislike? (because I don't like using the word hate.) When teachers do tally marks. With that being said, here, we, go.
If you don't know what tally marks are, then you are a lucky kid of a banshee. (I also don't cuss.) So, for you super lucky people I will explain to you what tallies are.
The teacher goes up to the board and writes: A, B, C, D, F (the grade scale) then he or she goes through the tests/quizzes and puts a tally mark next to whatever grade that paper was. Like this...
(Wow, it sucks to bethis class. They got a bunch of D's)
Now some people don't mind this (because it's anynomous) but it personally drives me crazy. Not only is it demeaning, but it's a total wasy of time. Erg! (and yes, this does have something to do with yesturday's test.)
So, first day of the school week and my teacher gives the class this 200 point test. (Did you shudder in horror, because I did.) You know, there should be rules or guidelines of something about things like that. And so, since this is my corner and not yours, here, we, go:
Kell's 3 main rules to test giving.
In a normal school week, Monday through Friday, no tests shall be given on the first of last day.
If you want to have a quiz on Monday or Friday that is permittable, as long as said quiz is never more than 50 points
Also, projects should NEVER be due on a Monday.(this includes speeches or large papers, and is still applicable in AP or Honours courses.)
Those are just some of my thoughts on tests and quizzes, oh, and don't even get me started on those stupid study guides!
From my corner to your heart, K. (ps. if you haven't noticed, I like making lists.)
So, I love super heros. My favorite is Spiderman, but I also like The Hulk, Black Widow, Batman, The Flash; not so much Aquaman, but oh well. There is one hero though that drives me nuts! His alias is Clark Kent, but the new papers know him as Superman.
Some of you are saying, "But Kells he's Superman, how could you NOT like him." You wanna know why I don't like this alien? Well here are three reasons. So here, we, go:
His seceret identity sucks. All he did was add a curly cue and take off his glasses.
He's invincible. X-Ray vision, super strength, super speed, ability to fly...he doesn't need all that if he was really that super
No character flaws. Seriously, the only flaws he has are that he can't see through lead, and that he is powerless around kryptonite. There isn't some deep dark past that prohibits him from something.
Three reasons, and they're all true. This is why I think Superman, or Stupidman (If you're the joker) is lame.
We've all heard about it from the movies, or school, it's homecoming. Right now I'm getting ready for it, but I figured I would put up a few thoughts I had on this subject. Now, personally I love homecoming. It's a time to just relax and have fun with your classmates. Sometimes though, things can go....wrong. So, here is my list of things that will hopefully make your homecoming feel like it should. In no particular order, here,we, go.
Dressesshould be comfortable, and cover the lady who is wearing it.
A great homecoming dress doesn't have to cost a hundred dollars.
Dateswhether male or female your date should be someone you like and are comfortable with.
Ladies, don't order your escort around, or push him off to the side.
Gentlemen, don't expect every dance to be given to you, girls have friends too.
Please, if you are going to break-up, do it after the dance is over, that way you don't ruin everyone else's night.
Groupsare generally the best way to go. It relieves pressure from a date, and being with friends is always fun.
If a group says they're going STAG then please, respect that and don't bring a date. Seriously.
Punch seems to always end up being spiked with alcohol. I personally find this unappealing. If you do then drink from the water fountain. It's safe, and still free.
Dancing can be fun, but it can also be awful. It's more fun to dance with a group of friends than spend the entire night with one person.
Don't feel pressured into not dancing. Go ahead, have a good time. Once you start, other will be sure to follow
That's it, I hope you're homecomings are filled with awesomeness and laughter.
