Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Reasons to Look Forward to Summer

In no particular order:

1. Flip flops for showing off painted toenails.
2. Jean shorts.
3. Long days.
4. Camping and hiking.
5. No school-- oh, wait, my house is my school. Never mind.
6. Church Camp.
7. Week-long family reunion in the Outer Banks.
8. When Seriah visits from NM.
9. The summer bucket list my friend and I made, which we will accomplish by August.
10. Swimming.
11. TAYLOR SWIFT'S NEXT SINGLE OFF HER NEW ALBUM! (To be released on the last day of her Red tour in Asia, which is in June, my Swifties!)
12. Popsicles on the porch swing.
13. Concert season (It's my dream to go to a country music concert some day. Although that has yet to happen.)
14. Outdoor church services on Wednesday nights.
15. Basketball with the kids there afterwards.
16. Hunting for kittens around Sidney's place.
17. Walks through the woods.
18. Exploring the nearby cow pastures when no one is looking. (Shhh! Don't tell on me.)
19. The church picnic with the epic water slide.
20. Water balloon fights, water gun fights, spit ball fights, etc.
21. High school. (I know that doesn't really count as summer, but I'm REALLY looking forward to going to public school again!

In case you were wondering, yes, I am in fact supposed to be doing school right now. I'm just... taking a break... yeah, that's it. Whatever I'm doing, I'm NOT procrastinating....

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Guest Post by The Secret Ghost Caller: Dreams

My friend over at The Secret Ghost Caller wrote a guest post for me called "Dreams." I think she did an amazing job! Now all you wonderful readers (Hi Seriah and Chloee!) please give you attention to The Secret Ghost Caller as she takes the stage with her wonderful guest post.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Just a Little Something

This is just a little something I've written lately. It was one of those times where I was typing and just let my mind wander and, well, this was the result:

    I want to be a legend. I want to be a prodigy. I want to see my name in the headlines, and have people think, “Oh, but she’s so young! How is she so amazing?” I want everyone to love me. I want to not have such trouble concentrating on what’s happening in the present. I want….
    I want pepperoni, says a little voice in my head. And skittles. Skittles are good. We like skittles.
    Not now, I shush it. Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a very important rant to no one in particular? Where was I….
    I want to be different. I want to change the world--
    No, you don’t. You hate change. You cried so much when Aunt Harriet moved the marigolds from the front porch to the garden plot by the shed, she made you a pan of fudge. And while you were eating the fudge, she asked you why the geographical position of the marigolds bothered you, you said--
    Shut up!
    ‘Because I just can't stand change, Aunt Harry!’
    Sometimes I really hate you, I thought.
    The left and right sides of my brain argue excessively. Sometimes they are even joined by other voices. One time I wondered out loud if maybe there were hundreds of spirits living in each of our bodies and the voice we heard when we think is just the strongest spirit and the other weaker spirits were those annoying other voices that are always making you contradict yourself.
     As I said that, the guy who sits next to me on the bus looked up from his iPod and stared at me.
    “Write a book,” he said.
    “I already have.”
    “Impressive,” he said, in a way that made it clear that he did not think it impressive at all.
    “Some people think so.”
    “What people?” I had no answer for that. I almost never see my family, and all my friends had drifted from me after the accident. No one I knew even knew that I write-- except for this guy. And I was at loss for a response. Aunt Georgia is the one with a degree in sarcasm, not me. So I said,
    “People other than you.”
    He snorted, and turned up the volume on his earbuds.
    Which made me think that maybe I liked those voices in my head after all-- hey, they were nicer to me than this guy.

50th Post!

As this is my fiftieth post on this blog, I wanted to start off officially blogging again with a bang!

First of all, I did a guest post--  my first ever!-- for my friend at The Secret Ghost Caller. You can see it here.

Second of all, I wrote some poetry for Maria's showcase at The Idea Catcher. I will put the link here if she posts some of mine: Never mind, I chickened out at the last minute. Sorry, but I just get so nervous about showing anybody my poetry! Does anyone else have that problem?

Third of all, my pen pal and I (whom you may know as The Secret Ghost Caller) are writing a book together! We're both super-excited about it. Not all the details have been worked out yet, but we're getting there!

                                              Lonely Shore (Nicoleta Toderici)
Isa, the main character.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Favorite Homeschool Jokes

Just thought I'd do a random post on my favorite homeschool jokes. Being homeschooled myself, I endure many of these on a daily basis with my public school friends. These are just images and videos from around the web. :)