Grasshoppers, life's pause button, and vòila!

So today I got into my car to go pick my sister up from school and I hear this weird fluttering sound. I keep driving and ignore it. 

Bad idea.

As I park outside the school a grasshopper comes flying at my face. I duck and squeal. When I finally figure out in my head that it's a grasshopper I open the windows and it keeps flying all over the place. Now that I think about it, I wonder what the people parked around me (also waiting for their kids) thought about a girl strapped to the car seat, squealing and ducking all at the same time in a small car. It must have been a bit entertaining...maybe...

Your welcome y'all...

It eventually flew out the window...thank goodness! I think I'll name it Fred or Fredonia if it's a girl... Seeing as how it's me I'll probably encounter it again...

I should probably be finishing up my story about evil zucchini's taking over the world for my English class...yeahhh...about that...

I really wish there could be a zip drive thingyish where I could download the story from my mind and just transfer it to my laptop and voìla! 


And I've never really been a fan of pins, BUT there are some pretty snazzy pins out there...I just might have to start a collection...hmmm

Why can't life have a "pause" button?

-alexthenerdette

p.s. the randomness? Couldn't help myself...it's been a random day. :)

Looking for inspiration...

This weekend I was given two writing homework assignments. Because of them I have learned something about me that I always knew but never really thought about. I take writing extremely seriously. I don't just settle for the first thing that pops into my head. I wait until I can outline the basic plan in my mind and see if it actually leads somewhere. The place where I give myself more freedom is in my blogs, but with school assignments...I seek inspiration. Inspiration comes in many forms and it's different for everyone. I know I'll end up writing these two assignments after midnight on the day they are due...because that's just how I roll...

Maybe Inspiration is inside this
supercool MarioKart mushroom
head thingy...
Oh if only...

Or more that's just how my incredibly messy mind works...

Lately life has really not been on my side. It can't decide what side to choose so it just spits out random happenings...and I understand that's how it's supposed to be...I understand...but I don't want to...

Friday, at school during lunch, I found myself having a very Hermione-ish moment in the girls bathroom just crying. I was rather disappointed that a troll didn't show up with two wizards trying to save my life... Although a friend did show up...and I'm very grateful that she did... See? That's inspiring, but too personal...

Oh inspiration...tsk tsk...you've failed...

Perhaps it's in the little things in life that we just let escape, unnoticed...

In the songs that dare to sing the feelings we've been trying to hide...

In the laughter that seems to find us in the most inappropriate times...

Or in the people around us that make you smile before you even know it...

It's out there somewhere, but I'm tired of looking...a few more hours and it'll come looking for me.

It's times like these where I want to throw zucchini's at the wall while in a rage,

-alexthenerdette

I wish I was a zucchini...

Today was the first day of weights class. My "walking program" didn't work out because of certain reasons so I didn't even bother to mention it to the weights professor. Bummer. 

Bummer? No. It's more like WHAT THE HUNKING SALAMI?!?!

Anyway...

We started out with warm-up exercises. Half the time I had no idea what was going on, good thing I had other classmates/all-knowing football guys who DID know what was to be done. Oh yes, lucky me eh?

After all of that we had to max out on the bench press. When it was my turn a realization hit me so shockingly I can't even come up with a good enough comparison. 

This is what came to my mind in that split second: If a wizard were to visit our school and observe our weights class they'd think we were some kind of lunatics. Or no, not just some kind, but ALL the different types of "lunatic" levels that exist. Hmmm...just a thought... I bet Umbridge would use weightlifting as a detention option. Just sayin...

And I'm not hating on this class, I don't necessarily disagree with a weightlifting class. I just disagree that it's a required class. There are some people, like me, who are a danger to the world in a class like that. 

It's times like these where I wish I was either 5 years old, 50 years old, or a zucchini...life would be much simpler...

Sigh,

-alexthezucchini

Random thoughts: allergies, Doctor Who, vlogging, and weather...

I really don't have anything that's blogworthy...so here are some random thoughts. Enjoy.

I'm moving into my new home in a week or so... I think I'll give vlogging a try once everything and everyone is settled in. 

CharlotteRue Lafou (my puppy) sleeps...ALL THE TIME. It's quite adorable yet annoying all at the same time. 

First full week of school starts tomorrow. I have no emotions whatsoever about this.

This weekend consisted of allergies, allergy pills, sleep, and Doctor Who PLUS David Tennant's superawesomewonderfulness! 

I also lost my voice this weekend. You know when something really funny happens and whether you want to or not, a fit (or in my case, a roar) of laughter consumes your...being? Well that happened to me and it's among the most horrid sounds ever. My family thought I was crying...which made me laugh even more....

I really really wanna go see "Vampires Suck." I've heard it's hilarious and I enjoy a good laugh. Sooo...gotta make some plans...

What am I doing right now? Typing this and updating my iPod software...

I'm looking forward to Tuesday for two reasons

1. It's a black day (different block schedule)

2. The temperature is "supposed" to go down into the sixties, and it might be rainy-ish. 

I could really use some PMA right now, 

-alexthenerdette

first day of school and bugs on windshields...

FRENCH THE LLAMA! 

Seriously?

I thought the first day of senior year would have some kind of meaning. Maybe some inspiration? I thought maybe it would have a little bit of "totally awesome" in it somewhere. 

But noooo... Instead I got a bug on the windshield...of my life. 

Dun, Duuun, DUUUUNNN! 

Yep that's right, a huge, gross-looking bug splattered on the windshield...of my life. I feel like repetition is necessary because it's a bug...or a being of sorts...on the windshield...of my life. 

Now don't get me wrong. It wasn't all that horrible. There were some good things: associating everything to Harry Potter, taking on some leadership roles, food, and catching up with friends. But that bug was still there...on the windshield. Just there...

Where are the Weasley twins when ya need 'em? 

-alexthenerdette

p.s. The bug? Yeahhh I'm speaking metaphorically...you'll never know who or what this is...but it had to be mentioned in this blog for ranting purposes...

Magic...even in the muggle world? All you need is a Weasley Wizard Wheeze!

So I was hosting a Harry Potter Marathon with me, myself, and I when all of the sudden thoughts about school starting soon began linking themselves to the wonderful world of Harry Potter. The Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is the most brilliant thing ever! The Weasley twins are an inspiration...indeed. I picked four of the products that are sold at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and decided to tell about how they would make school more bearable or help you get out of class...even in the muggle world.  

Picture from Harry Potter Wiki

Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs - Imagine unstoppable fireworks that violently explode in a chemistry lab class. I think I've said enough. 

Skiving Snackbox - Contains different kinds of sweets to make the user ill. They include Fainting Fancies, Fever Fudge, Nosebleed Nougat, Puking Pastilles. I think these would work great in a gym/weightlifting class. Any teacher that ignores a student with these conditions, is obviously working for You-Know-Who, so it has several advantages. 

Pygmy Puffs - Miniature puffskeins that eat spiders. You know when there's this tiny innocent spider crawling about the floor and then all of the sudden you hear, "OH MY GOSH! EW! A SPIDER! KILL IT! KILL IT!" Well with a pygmy puff all you have to do is let it loose to have a scrumptious meal and it will get rid of the shrieky voices that traumatize your soul. Plus they're so cute! Yea, I know right?

Reusable Hangman - A magical version of the pen-and-paper game hangman. Oh come on, school would be so jokes! (jokes meaning "cool")

Senior year would rock with these! Honestly even if Pygmy Puffs weren't useful, I'd still want one...

I <3 the Weasley Twins,

-alexthenerdette

A Moo Perspective and Beyond...

Warning: This blog was written by a cranky, somewhat depressed, teen-aged girl with no sense of humor and a broken sarcasm hand.

It's that time of year again. The time where pointless status updates on how "school is ruining the summer and whatnot" are flooding the news feed. The time where we begin to worry about the impending doom that awaits our severely disturbed circadian rhythms. It's also the time of reflection, where we may even sigh at the thought of the good times that this summer brought.

Unfortunately, for me, it seems like summer vacation is barely starting. I'm finally moving out and I just packed for a weeklong trip. Also, if things go as planned, I might get to hang out with a few friends on Saturday. It really doesn't seem like school is starting exactly a week from now.

BEDA was also a complete failure. Maybe if it would have been in July... If there could be such a thing as a moo month, it would be August. Just because I say so.

I'm beginning to feel as if this is just a random collection of words. Making no sense at all...filling empty space. Going beyond the moo perspective of pretty much anything.

I guess something "exciting" is all the hype about Mockinjay coming out soon... oh and also that the pointless musing will be ending soon... Your welcome.

"Remember if it's not Mac it's crack..." - Ryan Higa

Ah, such is life,

-alexthenerdette

p.s. http://community.sparknotes.com/2010/08/12/bts-2010how-to-trick-everyone-into-thinking-you-had-a-hardcore-summer

BEDA, rollercoasters, college, and math atheism...

Yep I think I'll go ahead and at least try BEDA. I guess I'll just talk about things that happened in whatever day even though everything is pretty much plain uninteresting and blah.

Ummm...

The day of today could be compared to a rollercoaster. Details aren't important, but it was definitely a very weird different day.

Anyway I am now a proud owner of the complete first season of F.R.I.E.N.D.S! I've officially started my collection. I'm hoping to have all ten seasons by the time I start college. I'm also planning on getting the star wars movies and guess what? It gets better because by the time I'm in college ALL of the Harry Potter movies will officially be out! I'm counting on all of these to get me through the me and my shutting-myself-out-from-the-world phases. I'm already starting to feel sorry for my roommate. She'll have a lame, weird-looking, anti-social, introvert who finds comfort in watching something that'll make her laugh...silently. Wow. The horror. Maybe I shouldn't go to college?

Adding to the randomness, I recently read an article on the amazing website of Sparklife (check it out!) that one of the best ways to help someone (or yourself) with math is to act offended and tell them that you're a math atheist. That, my friends, is number one on my list of rules for senior year. And it makes sense because I won't be taking any math classes this year. So I will probably be posting the other rules later...but that's number one. Be a math atheist. If that makes sense...if you really think about it, it doesn't, but oh well. Who thinks anyway?

Oh I'm forgetting something. Okay, so I saw something that is seriously making me doubt the future of humankind. I saw an umbrella. The umbrella had the Team Jacob/Team Edward rubbish all over it. Let me say this again. Ahem. A Twilight-themed umbrella with Robert Pattinson and Taylor Lautner's faces on it. I honestly have no words. And that's not a good thing.

I'm out yo,

-alexthenerdette

I just found out yesterday about BEDA. I'm new at this so I'll just do it next year? Maybe? I could just skip this first week and start now. It's just a thought. Good thing I have the Nerdfighters site bookmarked. It's very helpful! There are a few fellow nerdfighters out there that have shared their blogs because they are participating in BEDA. I read a few. Quite interesting. But it makes me feel like my blog is being written by the Mad Hatter. They speak of normal things like hanging out with friends, and watching t.v. and eating and suchness. Mine is just....well...I really don't even know.

Yesterday my dad took me and my sister out for lunch. It was...interesting. When we walked in to the restaurant, everyone stopped eating and stared at us. "This is what I get for living in a small town," were my thoughts. But my actions took a different route. I stared them down until they looked away, and I spoke in Spanish the whole time just to seem even weirder. That's what they get for living in a small town. The horrible thing is that everyone there knew who we were, so as they left they'd stop by and make small talk. Well, this is what we all get for living in a small town.

Swell.

This morning I woke up with hard-core allergies. After a while I gave up and stopped fighting them. I decided to take some allergy pills that "may cause drowsiness."

Well now that I'm as awake as I'll get today, I'd like to say that that's the biggest understatement of the year (possibly). MAY cause drowsiness? Don't you mean: Make sure to place yourself in a comfortable place as you WILL be knocked out in approximately five minutes? The answer to that would be a "Yes, that's exactly what we mean." What's with the "may" and "drowsiness" rubbish? And shouldn't it be included in the warnings that perception of time will be damaged for awhile? Or that you will feel like you're head has been replaced with heavy bricks? Or that in that deep slumber you might actually figure out how a raven is like a writing desk?

On the plus side, my allergies are gone. So yea. Wait...

Have I gone mad?

Don't answer that,

-alexthenerdette

A Moo Perspective on papercuts...

Ouch.

Monosyllables FTW,

-alexthenerdette

What does the future really hold? Weights and tears...

So today I got asked for the umpteenth time what I want to do after high school. Does. It. Ever. End? I hate saying I don't know. But I hate giving an answer because I'm so...out of it. I don't want to know yet. I just want to live. Seriously...stop asking people!

At KAY camp I went to a leadership lab where we got to hear a doctor talk about her job and we got to ask her questions. I really enjoyed that because that's the career I've been looking into. After hearing her talk about her job, I found myself not wanting to go to medical school and going through all of that. A lot of girls asked her about starting a family while being at school and entering internship/residency. The doctor said it is the hardest thing to have a family and do the school stuff too. Yet, that's the only reason I'd be suitable for that job because I'm seriously going to be alone, in that sense, for the rest of my life.

So grownups out there mildly interested in my future plans, please stop. You make me think too much. I've thought about getting a biology or chemistry degree and teaching the subject at a school. I've thought about being a nurse. I've thought a lot about being a biomedical engineer, which is pretty cool too. It's too much to think about. So stop.

I am currently writing a speech to my weights professor. I found out today that I'll be the only girl in that class. (YES! Lockeroom all. to. myself.) So my speech/rant/lame-attempt-to-not-do-weights, will be about how I should start a workout/walking program just for myself without the weightlifting. It's gonna be soooo good, even the guys will be in tears. Well...tears of laughter...but tears nonetheless.

I should really practice my persuasive skills,

-alexthenerdette

Life after camp...Moving out Part 1:

Yo!

Ever since I got back I've been organizing/cleaning/packing my room. It's interesting to find things that I forgot I had, or to find things that bring back a lot of memories. I've found a few things (and i'm sure the list will just keep growing) that I had kinda forgotten about and can't get rid of because of emotional attachments and silliness and because I'm me. What can I say?

-Prom corsage flowers

-Old calendars

-achievement certificates ("oh really, I won this...wow how much lamer can I get?")

-really cool sneakers

-state spelling bee sign

-a lot of pictures

-journals for english class from freshman year

-junior high projects

-stick figure drawings: chemistry edition

Yes it's quite the collection of...of stuff. It's really interesting though and fun. So yea...

Today I found out that we will be traveling to St. Louis, Missouri this month. My sister has an appointment at the Shriner's Hospital a day before school starts. But it's an emergency so there really was no other choice. We probably would have left today if they had some open times. Which they probably should have opened a time up for us since my sister's hip is popping out and she's in unbearable pain...but noooo...oh silly people. This will definitely be a hectic August. And that's about all I can update on today. I guess I could add that I finally got to sleep around 4:30 a.m. last night/morning. But it's all part of the lifestyle nowadays.

Accio sleep (-ing pills),

-alexthenerdette

A Moo Perspective on...Camp: shrubs, scorpions, twilight, food, and leadership...

Day 1:

"This sucks royal hippogriff" were my first thoughts. Everyone (almost everyone) has people from their school. I was among a group of girls who were all put in the same cabin, referred to as the "singles" cabin because we were the only ones from our school. It wasn't all that great. So there were already cliquey situations. I was by myself all day, it got to the point where I really just wanted to run away. When I got to my room I found a leftover decoration with a piece of tape on it on the top of my bunk. And guess what I found stuck on the tape? A tick. Yes, I know, Ew! T'was horrible. We sing too. Songs like "Home on the Range" and "America the Beautiful" all the time. Yes I love this country and state, but really? Ugh! I can't help but compare this camp to HOBY. I bet all camps suck after going to HOBY. Just sayin. And it's barely the first day. I guess what made today a little better was getting to talk to fellow HOBYian Kenzi from G.I. Joe! It was cool! Also Draco's "totally awesome" sign from AVPM is used here at camp, except here it means "I love you." Wow, way to ruin it people! I was also immediately recognized as a nerd girl by my roommates. After I showered I had to go outside to get service on my phone and I broke down and cried with my sister. That's how bad it really is. I just want to leave.

Day 2:

It's lights out at 10:30 every night. And I found out that if you even whisper or have your phone out the counselors either a.) take the cellphone away, or b.) stand in your room in the dark, staring at you until you fall asleep. Freaky creepers! I just finished lunch it was aight. Now my head is miserably throbbing. Anyways I'm waiting for team meetings...go red team! yay.

They think I'm taking notes....hehe....NOT! Just blogging the misery. Ha!

This morning at the breakfast table I had the delightful chance to talk to this guy that found a scorpion in his room and stepped on it. He's okay, but eeek! Me a tick,another girl also found a mouse, my roommate a spider, and now a scorpion? Hell to the NO! And I have to stay here another THREE days!?! "Dear God please help me...Amen." I finally mustered up the courage to talk to Dalton, he went to HOBY last year. He is pretty dang cool! Neon shoes...haha! I need to go home. I'm pretty sure I'm dehydrated. Hmmm maybe I'll just die and get to leave early. Yeahhh!

I just drank a lot of water. Headache is now gone, and moms are always right. Great...just what i needed.

Day 3:

Things are looking better. I even took some pictures, and now I'm having a chat with some girls from Satanta. They are really nice! And the twilight skit this morning was absolutely HILARIOUS! Loved it! Outstandingly wicked!

Oh wow. Some people have really LOUD voices. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! bleh

Our skit was da biz bomb fo sho! Bushes are the stuff! I'm more optimistic today as much as I hate to admit it it's true. I love people who make an effort to talk to me. That's kinda what I need to be motivated so thanks! I skipped the dance and the pool party because I'm a (proud) party pooper. And besides I felt really gross and cold showers are the absolute best! The picnic was pretty awesome too. The food is awesome. I love food! Anyway I just realized I try to mimic other girl's high pitched voices when they talk to me so I fit in i guess. It's terrible, I should stop. Being here with all these girls makes me realize that I'm so different from, pretty much everyone. I like staying away from the gossip and such. I've never hated myself more. Oh well. I also spoke to Jackie today. She was on my afterprom bowling team this year. She is nice. I just spent 13 minutes speaking on the phone with my sister during free time. My roommates also noticed that I write a lot...so I'm thinking that's kinda cool? They are awesome anyway...kinda... so yeahhh...

Day 4:

6:15 Wake up time. YAYAYA...snore!

The buildings are so cold and outside it's so hot. It's having this strange somniferous effect on my body. Team meetings are next...how delightful. Can't wait! (sarcasm hand is raised)

I haven't really had much time to write but right now i'm in "Games" so I'm just watching some people play ERS card game. They are loud. I must go home. The banquet and campfire is tonight. Can't wait...for it to be OVER. I've gotten sunburned....or as I like to call it "natural socks."

The banquet was hilarious all thanks to Dalton. I couldn't even eat! And the staff members at our table were laughing too. It was...enlightening? After the campfire it was really dark, so we had to hold hands with someone. Lucky me, I got paired with this really tall guy. It was so awkward. Good thing it was dark and we couldn't talk. I was too short and he was too tall. We silently compromised with the whole situation. It was awkward, that's all I'm gonna say.

Day 5:

After the Final General Session, Dalton came up to me and we cheered the HOBY PMA cheer and I was also wearing my HOBY shirt anyway so I was defying everything about KAYS. It was epic! I'm so ready to get home. This camp made me lose my muchness. Olivia gave me some cinderella silly bandz, they are really cool even though they are pink. I'm writing this in the car. I'm on my way home. YES!

(And this concludes a moo perspective on KAYS camp)

-alexthenerdette