Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These

Waking up this morning thinking it was Saturday was a rude awakening. It was not Saturday. It was Friday, and I was running late. . . About an hour and a half late but who's counting? One of the reasons I am okay with Spirit Week is that I always have an outfit. So I after landing flat on my face getting out of bed, I just hopped into knee socks and my banana yellow hoodie.

Pep rally is the one time of year where boys can dress as women and be okay with it. Notice the comparison between "Boys" and "Women". I am a firm believer that most boys are about two years mentally behind most girls. We move back at least five pegs on the evolutionary calender, dressing up and shouting. This is my only comment on Pep Rally.

Seeing as the people who read this blog are all old enough to understand the following concept, I figured I would post this. It's a survey I took recently entitled "Twenty Five Controversial Questions". I enjoy having an opinion. I honestly do. I like that I have the mental capacity to not only form opinions, but support them as well. Like most, I am frusterated when people don't understand my reasoning behind things, but these are just things I believe. Instead of posting as a survey, I'm going to post a topic and discuss my opinion of these things. As you can tell, I have a lot to say, and this will be a long post. I hope you enjoy reading it, or at least read it for kicks. Here goes nothing.

Legalization of Meth and Other Illegal Drugs:
Drugs are stupid. This sounds like a very juvenile comment, I'm sure, but they are. Honestly, teenagers today have the knowledge of the effects drugs have on you. I don't know if I'm just the only one who listens in Health class or what occurs, but these things mess with your brain. Am I the only one who sees the WRONG in that. Your brain holds so many memories, so much knowledge, so many thoughts. Why would you ever want to toy with that? What is so appealing of walking around in a daze? Honestly, I do not understand.

Abortion:
Abortion overall, I find very wrong. It's incredibly circumstantial. There are very specific conditions in which I find this condonable. One, for example, is rape *ahem, Sarah Palin, ahem*. If you did not make the CHOICE to have sex, why should you be put into a position you know you're not ready for? Girls are going through puberty earlier and earlier. There are nine year old girls who are physically ready for a child, but we would NEVER saddle them with a baby. And, if you were raped, imagine the pain of looking at your baby and remembering. Another time I could ever understand an abortion is when you don't know you're not physically fit for a baby. If a woman thinks she is going through menopause and then is pregnant, she should not be forced to carry a baby. She's clearly older and it's not fair to neither her nor the child. Also, if you have some kind of communicable disease that could be given to the child that you didn't know about. If you find out you have AIDS when you're pregnant, it's probably best to not have your baby. When a baby is simply not "convienient" for you (See Upper East Side mothers who do not wish to ruin their figure), that's really not fair. You don't know who your child could grow up to be. And in the words of Su-Chin, from Juno, "Your baby has fingernails, you know!"

Female Presidents:
This is also circumstantial. If the woman was an idiot, then no. But just because she is a woman, does not mean she will fail. Women are perfectly capable of running a country, thank you.

The Death Penalty:
No. Wishing anyone to die is wrong.

Premaratial Sex:
It varies from person to person. If you're willing to deal with the concequences, then that's your decision.


Same Sex Marraige and Prop 8:
Yes. Marriage is not defined by what some people think is "right", it's about love. It's cliche, but we really are all the same, we just love different people. Embrace it.

Alcohol Age Lowered To Eighteen:
Personally, I see no desire to drink. Teenagers drink anyway, they will no matter what the law is.

Assisted Suicide:
It depends on the situation. If a person is in an unbearable amount of pain, they shouldn't be forced to suffer. But they should also consider their family.

Spanking Children:
No. Why should they have to be physically punished? They're kids, they don't know any better.

McCain Versus Obama:
I honestly had no idea with this one. I wasn't particularly fond of anyone.

Should child predators be forced to wear signs identifying themselves ?
This vaguely reminds me of The Scarlet Letter. . . But I honestly don't know. I can see where people are coming from, but I can't imagine the shame.

Are you afraid others will judge you from reading some of your answers?
Yes. But people can think of me however they want. I stopped caring when I came to terms with the fact that people are always going to judge me.

And I Was There When You Said "Forever And Always".

Today was another day filled with stupid, unnecessary, teenage drama. A supposed "fight" in Cafe C that never happened (They never do. And violence is stupid anyway.) There's nothing exciting about watching two idiot stoner-males punch each other in the face, where they then proceed to walk away with suspensions, punching each other chummily (Is that even a word?) in the arm, and laughing like Beevis and Butthead.
People of my age sicken me sometimes.
Sometimes I'm glad I live in my own little book world. There are no stupid teenage boys or annoying, dramatic girls. Sometimes I wish I lived in Forks, with Edward Cullen and Jacob Black and all of the Cullens, Hales, and Quileutes. They're supremely wonderful.

Tomorrow is Costume Day of Spirit Week. Spirit Week is the week of Homecoming, where we all have lots of fun dress up days to "Display our school spirit" *Insert Smarmy wink and thumbs up*, when in actuality, we just want an excuse to have fun and wear something different. We want a reason to cut up our Hanes mens tee shirts and write on our faces. To wear our Halloween costumes to school and pretend we actually like each other. And then we go to the Pep Rally, which we enjoy merely because our classes are shortened. We head to the football game in our warmest clothing chocked full of school Spirit Spirit Spirit (!), and cheer for our team. And whether we lose or win we "party it up" scantily clad, and dance with people whose faces we can barely see.

Such a party it is here. I'm so glad I might be going to Jess' party instead. They're my second family. And also civilized company.
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Come Feel This Magic I've Been Feelin Since I Met You

Right now, I'm listening to the new Taylor Swift album, Fearless. It's so singable, I can't help myself. My favorite songs are "Hey Stephen" and "I Heart Question Mark". My family's probably growing very fed up, very quickly listening to my miniture cuontry jam session I have going right now. Not that I care, at all. It's pretty freezing here. Wait, that's a huge understatement. It's VERY freezing here. I've been sitting around Picniking (picture editing), reading, singing. . . the usual.
The neighbors just got here with dinner. I think band practice is over for the day.

Hold Up, Wait A Minute, Put A Little Love In It

Remember when it was raining really, REALLY hard and you saw some idiot walking in it? Remember how you laughed at their unfortunate situation, their soaked through pants, the lakes of water in their shoes?
Yeah. That was me.
I had such a bad day today, I can't even tell you. I got amazing sleep last night, but I woke up at 4:30 because I had a ridiculous nightmare, and ebven though I wanted SO badly to get back to sleep, I couldn't allow my eyes to keep closing, because I would drift back to nightmares. So, I read for a while.
I got to school, which was a bad day in itself.
My "friend" and I are kind of on thin ice at the moment. There were a few questionable things they deny profusely, while I still have my doubts. And today, I was going to re-confront them, and alas, they weren't in school.
I roamed the halls about to pass out I was so exhausted all day. I literally almost fell asleep in all of my classes, AND Big Brother/Big Sister.
However, my walk home in the pouring rain did a FABULOUS job of waking me up. My lovely fuzzy slippers are now soaked through and probably ruined, as is my French book, which will be a bear to deal with.
And finally, I just got back from being stabbed and injected with fluid that I'm supposed to believe is going to magically prevent me from getting the flu.
If Karleigh tells me I have an attitude one more time, I'm punching her in the needle wound.

Well, here we are.
At approximately 12:17 (I can't remember exactly), Jake Robert was born. He was 7lbs 10 oz. And pretty freakin adorable, if I do say so myself.
I had a cold, so in order to hold him, I had to wear one of those medical masks. Oh, the joys of my life. Here's some pictures. (And Mom, if you're reading this, these are MEMORIES, and you look fine.)

Hello, World.

Funny how things happen. I finally went to bed last night, at around 10:30 or 10:00, something like that. I was sitting in bed, reading my vampire books (Thank you, Twilight), when all of the sudden my mother, ready to pop, walks into my room and announces that she's going to the hospital.
And I about peed my pants.
I grabbed my phone, and called Steph, my best friend, and we had a very rousing discussion, consisting of the word "Baby!" being said over and over.
And now, at 7:58 this morning, the baby is not born yet, despite the fact that they left at 11:00 last night. I made my calls, and now I'm just here, waiting for when I can go see this baby.
I hope they let me hold it, even though I'm sick.

There's A Beauty In Walking Away

In around three hours, my mother will have passed her official "due date". It's weird to think that for nine months, there's been a person living inside her. In fact, it kind of freaks me out that any day now, there's going to be another person in this world, and we'll be related, and he'll be my brother. I can't seem to wrap my mind around it.
I'm sick right now, with a cold. I can hear my dogs barking in the next room. My eyes are stinging from staying up late at Steph's last night, but I can't manage to fall asleep yet. I think I'll probably end up reading all night. I really don't want to go to school on Monday. I'm almosthoping that mom has the baby on Monday morning, in which case I could totally stay home from school.
I wish it was November 21st. Only twentyish more days untill I go with the Steph to the movies at Midnight of November 19th to see the Twilight Movie! Two straight hours of Robert Pattinson? How will I handle that?! He's currently the background of my phone. I'm so excited to say that I was one of the first people to see it. So I hope it's good.
I suppose the only reason I'm writing this is because I'm procrastinating on going to bed. I'm waiting for someone to message me. But I guess all the subliminal messaging in the world isn't going to start a conversation for me.