Poetry at its Best and Craziness at its Worst

I'm kidding about the at it's best part and mostly all of the poems I write, I have tune in my head or an idea for a song.  But I can't really sing my poems to you because it always sounds different from how it sounds in my head.  I just wanted to write a song/poem-ish thing so I did.

See my hands

They’re shaking

See my heart

It’s breaking

I try to hold on

But then you’re gone

Where are you

What do I do

When the sky above

Is crashing through

Are you really there

When nobody cares

You hear my prayers

And my heart that tears

Hold me in your arms

Keep me safe from all who harm me

Hold me in your arms

When I fear that you have gone from me

And when the day keeps dragging on

And when the world is going wrong

And I ache for that new dawn

Just hold me

Lord you hold me

See my face

It’s crestfallen

Hear my voice

It tries calling

I try to listen

But you’re missing

Where are you

What do I do

When I’m feeling

Oh so blue

Are you really here

To listen to my fears

As you draw me near

And wipe away my tears

Hold me in your arms

Help me see the love around me

Hold me in your arms

Help me feel a little more free

The world is filled with sunshine

But I just see the moon

Gently hold your hand in mind

I know the sun will come out soon

But for now

Just hold me

See?  It looks like a song right?  Or sort of.  It's probably not actually as good as you were expecting.  But I like to rhyme things.  I don't know, but I think it's better than the Black Cat song I was trying to write in my head.  Especially since I forgot most of it once I thought of this but I'm certain if I sit down and think long enough, I could come up with something just as good.

So I have a lot to blog about.  But too much for one post.

Okay, so my brother quit gymnastics yesterday and he's joining Drama Club.  It's really exciting news for Muppet but most of his friends at gymnastics didn't even see it coming.  They were very surprised that he would quit after so many years.  But he's not into his work as much as he used to.  I grew out of gymnastics around his very same age.  I quit two years ago because I was bored of homeschool gymnastics and I didn't feel like I was excelling much at all in it since I hate doing anything that requires me to be upside-down and I was also sick of the headaches that I got from tumbling.  But my brother was different; or more like his reasons were different.  He just was tired of always being busy and never being able to see his family.

Another thing that's happening is that my family is planning on a vacation this summer in which we get to drive up north to see some friends that we haven't seen since January.  I can't wait!

So I thought that wouldn't fit in a blog post, but it did.  Oh well.

Oh, so I remember back in the beginning of this blog I was all like "I'm going to call my sister at college Fluff!"  but I never did.  Because I don't like fluff.  Like the kind that floats in the air and lands in your mouth and you try ripping your tongue out just so that you can pull a tiny piece of fluff out.  And then people look at you funny and say something like "Are you all right?" as if you really did pull your tongue out.  Then you blame the cat for making you look stupid in front of everyone.  But I don't hate my sister because that would be mean and not to mention a lie.  An obvious lie since when she comes home and then a week later has to leave again I'm shouting "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COME BACK!!! I NEEEEEED YOU!"  Well, not really that much, but come on!  I'm an actress!  I need to be dramatic especially since it's been like a month since I've had lines to spit out.  Now I'm sitting here relieving myself from the stress of sitting here doing nothing but writing that I'm sitting here relieving myself from my stress while sitting here and stress and sitting and sitting on stress and poems and sitting and nothing and sitting on stress and doing nothing and...

AHHHHHHHH!  My train fell into my waffles and drowned in a tree called Blarney were the lagoon consumed the tissue paper making a Jack a lantern out of the pit in my stomach and calling for the fish that shouts out "taboo taboo" and Lady Ga Ga appears shouting "achoo achoo" and a giant ant farm explodes and Phineas and Ferb eat Perry the Platypus with chips and icecream in a classic dragster from Mario Kart Wii and then the rooster crows nine times signaling that Peter was supposed to eat his mashed potatoes earlier than six o clock in the morning of Christmas day 2143 when a colossal sock monkey named Stuff appeared and went up the hill and came down with all the bananas where Snow white and the seven giants went on a mission to capture a fortune teller by the name of Ray and make him eat all the sandpaper.  The end.

Now I must go do something besides blog before something worse pops into my mind.  And yes I know the font is purple.  I wanted it that way.

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.

Stuff--otherwise known as the giant sock monkey from Super Scribblenauts

So I'm happy because I see that my facebook friends are growing.  Oops that sounds weird.  I'm getting more everyday is what I meant.

Sorry I haven't been blogging lately, but I've been gone a lot lately.  My brother had a Gym meet. He did pretty well considering he's been sick.

Sick?  Don't get me started!  Apparently all his friends are sick.  And apparently my friend that we usually do history co-op with has and ear infection and tonsilitis.  Bleh.  Now I get to do twice as many history tests next week since they're given every time we meet.  Every?  Like Everyman?  The play?  Thank goodness I don't have to act this thing out!  Can I just say that I'm getting sick now of English literature?  I can't tell what they're trying to say!  To many Thou's and Ye's.

BODYFLOW!  I CRAVE BODY FLOW!!!  I CRAVE A LONG RELAXATION!!!

I'm better now.

Progressive dinners are fun.  you should try them sometime.  You eat your appetizer at one house and your entree at the next.  Tons of fun.

Listened to Mark Schultz again.  Or at least until my computer restarted.  Stupid updates!

Cats!  Cats are cute!  Ew cat!  Really?  You just HAD to throw up there!  Oh, well the floors need to be cleaned anyways.

Well apparently only one person comented on the last post.  I think you can guess who.  Let me tell you, last night I dreamed that twenty people commented on my post.  How was I supposed to know I had less than two?  Oh well it was Muppet so it makes up for all the posts in the world.  Plus this was only the first time and I'm like the only person to comment on Muppet's blog.  What ever.  One day I'll be rich and famous, oh wait that was my dream.  No, my dream was about Thomas the Tank Engine of all things! And I was trying to save the world from them and these people that looked like tigers and dogs and apparently they were Egyptian mummies come back to life.  But you probably don't want to hear about that.

Pluff

I'm Cosmo!  Cosmo is awesome!  That means that I am awesome.

No, I AM is awesome.  No He is AWESOME.

No, no, no, no:

GOD IS AWESOME!

That's better.

Have a random picture.  BTW.  I drew that.  It's a secret how I drew it.  My only hint: Microsoft Paint. I'm certain my current audience already knows.  But someday I'll have a million fans!  Oh never mind...