Blog blog blog...What to blog?

NAILS!  I love nails!  Especially Chalkboard Nails.  I wish my nails always looked nice like that...well, they do, but only when I'm not breaking them on a hard surface.  I still want to be a hand model one day.  That's my dream.  Or to be on Broadway...Actually I think it would be cooler to write a script that made Broadway than to actually be in a performance there.  Not that it's not awesome if you make it to Broadway as an actor.  I just think script writing would be awesomer.  But that's not a word.  It should be.

Anyhow.  I don't even know what I've been trying to say here.  I didn't show you one nail picture though.  Or maybe two.  I couldn't find them before.  But after making a few more picture files for things, I was able to find the photos I was looking for!

This is blue nail polish with pink crackle.

 And here is blue nails with a white french manicure.  Which I, of course, ruined by smudging it.

Well, that's all the nails I have to show you currently.  So maybe I'll get my dad to help me to upload more pictures from my camera onto mi computador.  lol :P

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I love to read!!!!

Okay, so I'm reading The Help as you all know, but now it's getting so GOOOOOD and all I want to do is read and now I keep losing track of the days because it's all I've been doing besides blogging and reading my friend's blog and....Yeah.

So I wanted to make a list of the characters from my favorite to my least favorite.  If you haven't read the book or seen that movie, you might as well just skip this post because you'll have no idea what I'm talking about.  I also suggest you read the book.  So you will understand it's awesomeness.  If you did read the book but didn't like it and are tired of me yacking on about it, go follow a different blog.  This is my blog.  Nacho blog.  Okay?  Just getting things clear.  Clear as mud.  But this is nacho mud so...I don't know where I'm going with this so I'll just shut up now...
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NEVER!  I SHALL NEVER BE QUIET!!! MUA HA HAAAAA!!!

anyhow:

10 is the worst; 1 is the best:

10: Gretchen (who wasn't in it very long; thank goodness!)
9. Hilly
8. Elizabeth
7. Stuart
6. Celia
5. Johnny 
4. Mrs. Skeeter
3. Minny
2. Aibaline (ARGH WHY CAN'T I SPELL)
1. Mae Mobley

Ha ha! and my favorite character ends up being the baby.  Get over it.  There are other characters that I liked or didn't like, I just didn't feel like putting more than ten characters up there.  Plus, there are probably thirty other characters in the book but they aren't quite as important or something.  I think I'm just lazy.  Mozilla is having issues again with words.  It underlined "ink" in the work "think".

I had a BLT for lunch.  Except it didn't have tomato and it had cheese on it and it had mustard and mayonnaise.  So really it was just a sandwich with bacon.  But who cares?  It's nacho lunch.

I miss people.  People from Drama Club, people from my youth group who are actually nice but haven't been there, people I haven't seen since 2010, people I haven't seen because they went back to Michigan... Lot's of people.

LoL!   I watched the Twilight Zone last night.  It was this guy who traveled back in time to his childhood and he was chasing his 10 year old self.  Then I said that he was running just to catch himself; referencing the Mark Schultz song: Running just to Catch Myself.  But I also referenced the song when I told my mom that I had spilled coffee down my whitest shirt.  Which probably isn't true since I have whiter shirts but, still it was just funny.

I feel like this post should be longer.  Or I should post more often.  But you probably aren't interested in what I'll say since I'll probably just type up a whole ton of meaningless words.  It would probably sound like:

BUSCANDO NEMO?  I like bananas.  I know that mangoes are sweet.  NYAN CAT!!!! Always bring a banana to a party.  Crazy?  I was crazy once!  You're the banana king Charlie!!!!!  Mulan is the queen of Japan!  I'M GOING BANANAS!!! No more pineapples will you be driving me!  I think I'll try defying McCavity! I like to eat, eat, eat, ooples and banoonoos

Point proven. I could go on.  and on.  andonandonandonandonandonandon.  Would you like that?

Hmm.... this post is too short.  PICTURE TIME!!!!

I think that's enough of The Beatles.  Hey, I can't help it.  These are old but now that I'm reading a book that takes place in the 60's I had to pull them up again.  And no I'm not obsessed.  I USED to be.  But I got over that years ago.  Now I'm just obsessed with Mark Schultz and even that's not very bad compared to my Taylor Swift obsession last year.  Or my Demi Lavoto and Selena Gomez obsession the year before that.  Or the Hairspray obsession the year before that!  See, I'm getting better.  I think I'm just obsessed with music period.  But I wouldn't be me if I wasn't obsessed with some sort of music or movie.

more pictures:

cool aren't they?  I love cats.  I should make more of these.  They were fun.  Well, maybe I'll go do something fun now.  This post is too long now.  It was too short before though.  But I don't care.  I think I have longer posts.

Writing and Singing

My goodness.  The songs I've been posting lately are SO catchy.  I'm turning on something less catchy....oh wait, that would be hard.  All the songs I have get stuck in my head.  But supposedly if you sing the words to Amazing Grace to the tune of Gilligan's Island it's supposed to help get songs out of your head.  Except for the fact that I don't know the tune to Gilligan's Island because I've never watched that show.  The trick also works the other way around too.  Not that I know the words to Gilligan's Island.

So, I wrote a little bit of something on Saturday:

                “Ha, ha!” said Diamond, “That kid can’t even remember her own name.  Watch!”  Diamond was an ordinary teenager except for the fact that her hair grew in an unnatural shade of blue.  She swore she had never touched a wig or hair dye in her life.

She had been introducing her friend, 

And that was all I got to writing this weekend because the next day was spent at my grandparent's house Skyping my sister at college, eating ice cream, helping my brother and our cousin finish a computer game we were making, and listening to Pride and Prejudice while coloring in a color book with 120 crayons.

Later there was Youth Group.  That was where and when I learned about this creepy guy name Josef Cony.  If you don't know who he is, he's basically this guy who tortures children in Africa and forces them to be his soldiers to terrorize other peaceful peoples in Africa and he even makes the children-soldiers kill their own parents.  We watched a movie on people who were affected by him.  So apparently he based his attacks off the Ten Commandments...If that's true, I wonder what version of the Ten Commandments he read.  I recall them saying things like Thou Shalt Not Kill and Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother.  People these days...

I'm off to play Minecraft and test out the new texture pack my brother made.  Oh, speaking of video games, Muppet FINALLY unlocked Diddy Kong on Mario Kart Wii.  Now I can be my favorite racing monkey in the whole world!

Hello to Your Face!

Hello.  Yeah, so about my filming.  I kept being nervous that I was going to do terrible but it turns out, I DID AMAZING!!!! So I don't need to worry about filming much anymore and it isn't as hard as acting on a stage and is actually easier and better...When the conditions are right, that is.

It was annoying, because one of the parts was taken outside of Muppet's house because I was supposed to be going to my friend's house in the scene.  But, at first, it couldn't be done because there was a lawnmower that was being loud.  Then it got more difficult since then there were Spanish neighbors were yelling, jets were flying, impatient cars were honking, and strong winds were blowing.  So, we finally got a good shot of me, without the chaos around us but, of all things, the wind was the reason for me having to redo them on Friday.  Oh well.  So I don't get to forget all of those lines yet, so I can't breathe in relief until after filming on Friday.

Wednesday went well, from what I know.  We had Drama club as usual that day at 1:00, but we had to do it at the park, which was better than doing it at the bank since we could be as loud as we wanted.  The problem was that the baseball players could be as loud as they wanted too.  And then there were the baseball players who wore cleats and they scraped along the ground making irritating noises that were too loud for Muppet to do her skit with her friend.  They ended up yelling their lines out and the mom's decided that the noise was the baseball players applauding us, so they started clapping their hands at the baseball players.

Then the filming began.  The scene was supposed to take place at a park and some of the people are supposed to be "practicing" baseball.  But all of the fields were being used for the real baseball players so we filmed in the pavilion there at the park.

It's funny, because I don't have the updated version of the script, I didn't know there was an extra line for me until I read Muppet's script.  I had said aloud that I was thirsty and that should get a drink of water.  Then we started actually filming and I looked at the script to see what my extra line was and it said that I was supposed to say that I was thirsty and I was going to get some water.

After some filming, Muppet and I didn't have anymore lines to say for that point in time so we just talked to each other until our mom's came to pick us up.

I think out of all the people I've ever talked to, Muppet is the easiest and best to talk to.  She completely understands my train of thought no matter how complicated it seems. Plus she doesn't just sit there and listen to me blabber on nor does she just interject random nonsense when we're being serious.  She doesn't talk to much or to little and if she does talk to much, I don't notice because I'm talking just as much as she is or more.  Either way, I never feel like I'm hogging the conversation and I never feel like she's hogging the conversation.  I guess that's part of why I get along with her so much better than with anyone else.  All of the people at youth group talk about are random things that I can't join in with because I'm home-schooled and never heard of what their talking about or I don't care about it.  Like sports.  I don't know barely anything about sports, unless it's gymnastics.  Mostly because my brother does gymnastics. I know what a kip and iron cross is because of him.  But if it's any other sport, I don't know anything about it.  Except for bowling...and maybe tennis, but that's only Wii tennis.  I don't understand football, baseball, or any other kind of "ball" sport.  Like, why would you play football?  All you do is beat up people over a ball.  Seriously!  I prefer drawing lines on a computer more than that.

Oh well.  You can like what ever sport you like, but you are never going to catch me in the audience.  If you ever find me at a Superbowl party, I'll be there for the the food.  I would rather waste time playing Mario Kart than waste time in front of the TV watching a bunch of sweaty grown men attacking each other for a ball that doesn't even look like a ball because somebody decided that a strange pointy-ended sphere would be better to throw than and ordinary sphere.

Have a sunny day!

Now that Mozilla Firefox works again, I can blog normally

Yeah so an unfinished Windows Vista update occurred so Mozilla wouldn't open for me.  I had to use Internet Explorer and, I guess you can say that me and Internet Explorer don't get along well together, since on my Grandparent's computer it refuses to let Gmail work and on this computer, it is obstinate about letting me look at my blog or Facebook.  So, Mozilla is my friend since EVERYTHING works on it.  Plus, Mozilla instantly spell checks what I write.  This way my blog posts have less mistakes.

So, music...

That my friend is Jamie-Grace.  My dream is that she'll follow my blog.  She's so cool.  TobyMac is awesome too!  But I'm sure I've said that before.

I GET TO FILM TOMORROW!  Hooray!  I get to be in my first film!  I get to be one of the main characters in it.  So, I'm nervous about remembering my lines.  I've only done stage performances before, and I love the stage.   But I might like filming better since, if I mess up, I can be filmed again.  It's unpredictable about how this will turn out.  Oh cool!  I love that song!

So, YouTube is stupid and doesn't have Unpredictable.  I'll settle for this Francesca Battistelli song instead.

Mostly because technology drives me crazy.

Oh look!  My favorite Nyan Cat video!

Muppet showed me it on Thursday when I was waiting for my newly nail-polished nails to dry.  Now my nails look like ladybugs.

My brother had a gym competition on Friday and won fourth over all in the state on pummel.  It was cool.  Then I had a fit because I lost my pen in the great unknown and then got home and realized I had it all along.  I hate that.  So anyways.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!!! AND FILMING!!!  I feel so lucky to be in a film for some reason.  Even though it's not that big of a deal.  Like, people filmed me doing the Murder Mystery play last year and it's not on DVD or something.  It wasn't that big...so will this.  But I think it's cool that I'm going to be in an actual movie type thing.  With Muppet.  And this amazing girl who posts amazing things on Facebook.

Like: "A real girl isn't perfect.  But a perfect girl isn't real."

That one is one of my favorites.  Well, I have to go, I can't possibly blog ALL day.

This is the Stuff

This is living proof that I have gotten the hang of the Microsoft paint on this laptop computer of mine.  Yeah, my dad managed to make me happy by making my computer not only work, but he made it so that I have two computer monitors like I did last year.

I don't remember if I've complained about my computer on my blog because everything I say on the computer kind of gets jumbled in my head.  In case I didn't say anything (I probably did, I just don't remember), my computer, as in Cosmo the Pluffkin's computer, was not working.  It was, like, dying and stuff and it wasn't good, so my dad managed to fix it (I don't have a clue how, I'm not really that techno).  That was the good part.  The other good part is that I didn't lose any of my documents and now my computer has a newer set up to it and there's a clock in both corners of on of the screens.  It's pretty cool.

Also pretty cool, is that I had yet another epic sleepover with Muppet; this time, for her birthday.  We stayed up late, but not until four 'o clock like usual, watching movies, surfing the internet, laughing, talking, baking, and basically partying the night away.  It was a whole lot of fun.  We watched The Big Year on TV.  It's a comedy.  It was about birdwatching and it was interesting, for you out there craving good movies to see.

We were going to watch Avatar, but after The Big Year we decided to have 'present time'.  Muppet got a new Barbie, the first Edge Chronicles book, and Lady and the Tramp on Blue-ray.  So guess what we watched...Lady and the Tramp.  I swear I have not seen that movie in forever.  I remembered the dogs, but I couldn't remember the storyline.

Later we colored in one of Muppet's coloring books while listening to Jungle Jam.  If you don't know what Jungle Jam is, it's kind of like the life lessons of Vegietales combined with animals except on a radio show.  We always skip over the songs on it, though, because they are incredibly annoying.

Monday was another Confirmation meeting in which nobody would talk to me no matter how hard I tried.  Today I have Zumba with my ultimate favorite instructor in the universe.  Tomorrow...Hmmm....What could possibly be tomorrow....It'll be the twenty-ninth.  I'm trying to think of what could possibly happen tomorrow...  Ha ha! I'm kidding.  Tomorrow is Muppet's fourth and 16th birthday!
 Happy Birthday to my favorite Muppet!

LOL!  Isn't he cute?  You'll never guess who made him!  Me of course!  Cosmo the Pluffkin made him!  I can't wait!  She's going to wear this adorable new shirt she has that says, "It's finally my birthday" and has a little frog wearing a birthday hat.

Then she gets to sing the song I came up with:

Happy Birthday to me
I'm no longer three...

well that's all I came up with but then it could go:

Now that I'm four
you'll love me even more.

Yeah.  Then I start rhyming in my head again.

Ooh!  My sister is baking cupcakes for Muppet and she let me lick the beaters!  They were full of frosting yummy-ness.

So I have this song stuck in my head:

Beautiful
By: MercyMe

Days will come when you don’t have the strength
When all you hear is you're not worth anything
Wondering if you ever could be loved
And if they truly saw your heart, they’d see too much

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are made for so much more than all of this
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are treasured, you are sacred
You are His
You’re beautiful

Praying that you have the heart to fight
‘Cause you are more than what is hurting you tonight
For all the lies you’ve held inside so long
They are nothing in the shadow of the cross

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are made for so much more than all of this
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are treasured, you are sacred
You are His
You’re beautiful

Before you ever took a breath
Long before the world began
Of all the wonders He possessed
There was one more precious
Of all the earth and skies above
You’re the one He madly loves
Enough to die

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
In His eyes

Good song.  On Jesus Freak Hideout it has this quote from MercyMe about the song:

"This song was originally written with all of the band's daughters in mind, but the further I got into the lyrics the more I realized the message was something that everyone could relate to. It basically speaks of how the world says we are never good enough, yet Christ saw something beautiful in us worth dying for." - MercyMe

I'm going to, hopefully, watch some of the Ninjago TV series with my brother soon.  Oh, it's time!  Apparently they're funny.

Five Second Video's and More Mario

So, one of my friends was showing me all of these cool five second videos on YouTube.  Basically, they are five second renditions of movies.

The best ones are the Titanic, the Lion King, Shrek, and Up.  They are hilarious!  Just look for _____ In Five Seconds on YouTube and you'll enjoy five whole seconds of laughs.

Besides that, I decided I would show you some pictures that I altered on Paint.  I think they are pretty funny and they make great desktops for your computer.  You will always laugh when you look at them.

It's best if you click on them and view them on a larger scale.  And look really closely for more laughs.

I was wondering if people would care if I posted the first chapter of the three stories I've been writing.  I've given up on writing them but they have some really good ideas in them.  I just keep writing the same sort of characters over and over and over again, it feels like, to try and get the perfect story.  I keep getting something like thirty pages of each one but I'm not able to write more.  If I post them, maybe I'll read them some myself and maybe I'll get more interested in writing again.  I haven't written anything 'fun' since last year.  Now all of the writing I do, I'm no longer enjoying as much because it's all for my history.

So, I have cocoa to drink since it's so cold today.  I'm going to post the first chapter of my first story to read and you can even let me know how much you like it.

Alone

“I hate both of you!” Amy screamed violently at her mom.  Her mom stopped arguing with Amy’s dad on the phone to listen.  I swear! All they do anymore is argue with each other! Amy’s thoughts screamed at her like a bunch of evil demons.

Amy was an only fifteen year old and now her parents were getting a divorce.  She had beautiful, sleek, molasses-brown hair and eyes the color of the Pacific Ocean.  She was very intelligent, but she never got the eight hours of sleep she needed because she often stayed up and read the books on her book shelf while her parents quarreled.

At school people made fun of her parents and her last name, Castorini, by calling her Out-Castorini.  The cooler kids at school would pull all sorts of jokes and pranks on her.  Once they put an ice cream sandwich down her shirt.  Another time they dropped a frog in Amy’s water.  What made it worse was that everyone at Amy’s school had a boyfriend and wore the ultimate trendiest apparel to school.  That’s what Amy didn’t have. Amy often called the school to tell them she was sick, even though she wasn’t, just to stay away from the catastrophes that happened to her there.  Her parents cared more about their own issues than her problems.

Amy ran to her room and slammed her door as hard as she could, tears of hatred and sorrows streamed down her face like fresh fallen rain down a mountain’s slope.  Amy swept her wavy deep brown hair back into a ponytail.  She picked up her red leather suitcase and opened it with one swift movement.  Inside of the suitcase were a box of crackers, a jar of pickles, a jar of peanut butter, five clean outfits, and a photo of her grandma.  Hurriedly, she shoved a chocolate bar, her favorite red sweater, a flashlight, and a package of batteries into her suitcase.  She stuffed her black leather wallet, her phone, and a pocket knife into her pockets. Amy put on a pair of white and gray socks and stuffed each foot into her worn down, white and blue sneakers. “Now I’m ready.” Amy thought aloud.  Or was she?

            Jack, the house cat was sleeping soundly on the purple corduroy couch, when he overheard the loud conversation Amy and Amy’s parents had had.  Jack stretched from head to toe, cleaned his face, jumped off the couch, and bounded off to Amy’s room.  He scratched at the door until Amy opened it for him.  “What on earth are you doing, Amy?” his face seemed to say. “You know, you can’t go away with me, Jack.” Amy said thoughtfully, as she stroked his thick, warm, black fur gently.  Jack looked at Amy with puzzled, shining eyes.  “I’m sorry Jack, but I have to leave you.  I’m running away.” Jack flopped on the bed and rolled over showing his white, fluffy tummy.  Amy rubbed his silky stomach.  Tears fell silently from Amy’s shimmering blue-gray eyes to the soft cat below her.

            Amy slowly snapped the suitcase shut and shuffled over to her bedroom window.  She looked around her room again to be sure she had everything.  Quietly, Amy opened the window, looked around outside and leapt from the sill to the carpet of grass below.  Amy tried to close the window from the outside, but it wouldn’t budge.  Cursing, Amy crept to the front of the house, unlatched the picket fence and left.  There was no turning back now.

            Amy’s cell phone vibrated in her pocket, making her jump in surprise.  Taking her Blackberry out of her jean’s pocket was easy.  Looking at the caller ID was not.  Amy blinked her eyes rapidly to keep her tears back.  She shoved it back in her pocket.  “Of course, my mother of all people calls me at this time.” She mumbled mindlessly, “I’m not answering it.”

suddenly I'm realizing how old this story is.  I guess it's pretty good considering I was probably twelve or thirteen when I first started writing it.  I remember that I thought that I made the characters really old because they were two or three years older than me.

I hope you enjoyed it.  I'll post the first chapter of another story tomorrow... or maybe Tuesday.  Something.