The Simple Things of Life

Life has many-and always will-have problems. Basically, that is what life is all about.

Life is just a big stress ball. It works like this: What's Bad-if you have a problem and you don't tell anybody about it, this stress ball will enventually snap, because if you don't treat it like what it is, the opposite can happen.

The Good News: Life is a virtue. Treat it like that, and karma will follow you.

I have always been a firm believer in karma-you know how it is: Do something bad, and the same will happen to you. Give back to a person, and you will always get something back.

A rule of thumb, though, do not expect it exactly when you are doing it. Because if you do, and you are only doing it for something good to come out of it, you are not doing it from the good of your heart.

Take my advice here: I have seen bad things happen to bad people, and the only reason why they happen is because of who they are.

But the most important thing is to appreciate and utilize the simple things of life.

These are what make life worth living. 

"She doesn't talk much"

Some people say I don't talk much. And while I do not mind in the least-it was my choice, after all-sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have the opposite personality. "You can change!" people always tell me. I wish I could believe them...but...I can't. 

Things don't come as easily for me as they do for others. I don't mind...well, not really. But sometimes I wonder, why does it have to be me? Sure, I'm being selfish, but think of how the people with seemingly great lives treat others they find less "worthy." I don't like taking jabs at other people-really, I don't- but some people need it.

I sit at school in a classroom-that's where my talents shine-but when they call "Lunch, everyone!" my stomach flip-flops. Not just the thought of what is waiting for me in my lunch-some days are much worse than others-but the idea of laughing at jokes that everyone at my table finds funny, trying to tell stories that I find hilarious but no one else laughs at, and trying to make witty comebacks and remarks that others will deem acceptable. 

Why oh why did I choose the life I'm living? This life is tiresome, but it's all mine.   

The Learning Curve

Asperger's Syndrome. What does that mean to you?

Look...I'm not going to get all soppy on you...that would be bad...but sometimes I just wish that I didn't have it. It's one thing to feel different,  and it's another to be different. 

Life is different with a learning disorder. I get through each and every day, of course, but some days are much worse than others.
 

Shopping is for lunatics

Just in case you're reading this, mom, I want you to know that I don't exactly mean you.

Anyway, the whole point is: why waste all your money when the things you really want are right in front of you and don't cost anything? This I just do not understand in the least.

Jet Lag

How much hatred I feel for airplanes cannot even be expressed. I have absolutely no idea how to. Who likes airplane rides, anyway? At least we were flying on Southwest Airlines-apparently they're the best airline available-all your bags get shipped free! (Exciting for my parents, not exactly me!) Oh yeah: They're the second most comfortable airline after Jet Blue.

FUN FACT! Apparently, on a flight out to Arizona (where we were on vacation), one of the airplanes had a scorpion on board! I really think that would be quite terrifying-I, for one, absolutely hate them-but I am at least quite relieved that I was not on board. (But I can't really see the fun in the phrase "fun fact." There is nothing I can see that is fun about it.)

Anyway, at least this flight was 4 hours, not the agonizing 5 1/2 that our flight to Arizona was! After about half an hour, I was so bored that I seriously wanted a parachute that could take me there instead of the airplane.

Since Arizona time is 3 hours behind Massachusetts, there was some serious tiredness involved.

And don't even get me started on the bathrooms! Oh, yuck, yuck, yuck! If Southwest Airlines are supposedly the best airlines-including the bathrooms, apparently-and American Airlines are the worst, then I don't even want to think about what the American airplanes'  bathrooms are like! (Shudder!)

When our plane landed, our luggage was collected, and we catched the shuttle bus, I wanted to scream. But, afterwards, I figured I would be too tired to even be able to use the last of my energy for my voice box.

That's okay, though, because I plan on a lot of beauty sleep!

"Out of Africa" Safari Tour

Hello,  Bloggers! How are you doing? I hope you've been having the time of your life of whatever you're doing now, because I had the best time EVER yesterday at the "Out of Africa" Safari Tour. The place we were in featured all types of wild animals-prairie dogs, ring-tailed lemurs, brown bears, Bengal tigers, white wolves, ostriches, African goats, wildebeests, giraffes, zebras, buffalo, oh my!!!! It was so cool-I've never even seen an ostrich, let alone a picture of it! 

Our tour guide, Miles, was so hilarious, I felt like I had a stitch in my side! (A good one, of course!) My mother signed our family up for the best tour-the safari bus that had open windows so that animals on the safari could come up to the windows and you could feed them!

You have to understand that my sister Sam's one main dream in life was to be kissed by a giraffe. And so she did- 3 TIMES! The trick to doing it is sticking the treat in your mouth so that an animal will kiss you when they grab the treat. By the way, did you know that giraffes have blue tongues? Cool, huh?

Miles showed us to the Ring-Tailed Lemur's cage. They were so adorable you can't even believe it! The mother lemur carried a 3 month year old baby lemur and let me just tell you that it had to be the most adorable thing you could ever see. It just clung to her, dangling as if afraid it would fall off were it to let go.

Miles then took us to the ostrich's cage-boy was that funny! Miles told us that she absolutely loves to nibble on things, and whenever Miles tried to pet her, she nibbled on his fingers instead! 

Meanwhile, the zebra's we had seen a while back were STILL following us!

I loved that tour, and I will always remember it-IT WAS SO COOL!

Best day EVER!!!!!!!!!!

Life is great

Arizona is amazing! And I can't believe I literally am leaving here in one day! It totally sucks-what is there to look forward to when I get back to Holden? I mean, sure, I'm taking art lessons and stuff, but besides that, what can possibly measure up to Arizona?

Quiz: Will anything be as great as Arizona when Katie comes home?

Circle one:             YES                                           NO                     
  
But  I have absolutely NO regrets whatsoever about this trip. It has been so amazing that even I can't explain it! I like to think that it is a breakthrough from where I used to be with my family.

I love Arizona and I always will...forever.

What day is tomorrow?

Tomorrow...is it monday? friday? saturday? It's none of these things, really. To tell the truth, it could be any one of these days. It all depends on what I'm feeling. If I'm sad, it's definitely monday. If I'm happy and excited, it's friday. If I'm weary and anxious, it is most likely sunday.

But today, none of these things describe how I feel. I'm exhausted, nervous, and, for some strange reason, happy. While I may not be able to put into words the way my day is going, I know tomorrow will be great.

Don't you?

"You have homework over the weekend!"

Don't you just love that? While I may not have much homework, math homework makes it feel like I have 10 times the number of homework I have on a Monday, including projects and tests/quizzes. Ugh, math sucks.

I have my reasons, though. You see, I have horrible past experiences with it, such as having to take a certain 5th grade math test almost 8 times-no joke!-or, failing almost all math MCAS's. Needless to say, we just don't get along. I try to put it off as long as possible, because, hey, who does like to do homework, anyway? Not me, for sure!

Besides, doing homework doesn't always assure you'll get great grades on tests and projects (among other things), because honestly? Teachers give you homework to do as busy work. Eat up all your time, and soon the only things you have time left for are mealtimes and using the bathroom.

I mean, I love school and all, but sometimes the stress level is too much to handle.

My Friend AJ

My friend AJ is crazy, but I still love her, oh, she is so my friend. Some things I love about her:

1.) She is totally crazy

2.) She is totally awesome

3.) She makes up experiments-which could possibly blow up my room

4.) She is totally unpredictable

5.) She has blonde moments

6.) She is my bestie

7.) Her favorite color is purple-like me

Yesterday: TEETH SURGERY!!!!

Can you believe it? I got 4 teeth pulled yesterday, and I still feel under the weather. (A.K.A nausea, weakness in my limbs, teeth sore-I'm a total mess!)

What Happened:

My mom and I went to Hahnemman Campus, and we walked into the day surgery room, when, in almost only 5 minutes, they called me and my mom into the surgery area. I changed into the typical hospital outfit-Johnny, golden-brown hospital socks, and a hat that was made out of the kind of material that a Bounce Sheet is made out of. (A Bounce Sheet is a sheet that you put into your drier when drying your clothes.) It was quite the fashion statement! Then, my doctor (Oral Surgeon) Dr. Manthos waltzed in and my surgery took off-literally! One of the nurses wheeled the hospital bed out of the tiny area, and then the nurse brought me into the surgery area. I don't really feel like going into details (it's not neccesary) but they gave me an oxygen mask, and told me to count down from 100. I made it to 96, and then I was knocked out.

Pretty soon, I went into the recovery area, and they let me sleep a while before getting my mom. I slept, but when I woke up, I was totally weak in my legs. Two things that bother me: 1.) I had novacane, which made my lips feel like there was a hippopotomus on them. 2.) I was still sleepy and out of it, which was really annoying-in more than one way! One of the nurses wheeled me out to the lobby where she held me captive (just kidding!) until my mom's car appeared at the front of the entrance to the hospital. And all I could eat for the rest of the day was popsicles and ice cream. But I survived. Barely! 

My feet hurt terribly

Wow, I am soooo dumb! Today, I went shopping with my mother, and apparently, I am not  aware of how long she goes out for when she shops. It was torture! (It wasn't that bad, but I do not want to give her a chance to boast. Not that she would-she's waaaaaay too nice to do it, but still, you get my point.) I was so stupid that I actually wore snow boots! Man, my feet hurt! They're okay now, but they were definitely sore. Anyway, enough of my complaining. The point? Never ever go shopping with your mother if you want to come home. 

Early in the morning

It's 8:48 currently, and I woke up about half an hour ago. Now, I can't really understand how my parents still aren't up yet! You would have thought they would have been by now! Anyway, that's not the important part of this Blog Post. Just the fact that I can complain how irritatingly cold it is inside my house. My dog, Nebby, and my cat, Moses, probably agree with me. I can see my cat's paws under his body (that's how you can tell he is freezing), and my dog's face covering his paws-I'm not exactly sure what this means, but it definitely means something! Anyway, I'm happy to get first dibs on the new couch-which is my all-time favorite couch, in the history of Sofas-and am typing away on my mom's laptop Acer. The electric fire place is making extremely loud, awful, banging noises. It's kind of freaking me out, to tell the truth. But I don't care, really. I'm just sitting on the couch, relaxing-Turns out my friend Alicia is totally sick (don't know why I couldn't tell before, just thought she was super tired-that's what she told me, anyway!) so she couldn't come. Hopefully in the next week or so. I think she had it pretty bad-her nose was all stuffed up, and she sounded extremely exhausted. I didn't really want to intrude, so I just said "See ya soon, AJ!" and hung up the phone. But it was okay. I think she really needed some rest. But I have to say I was the tiniest bit upset. I have teeth surgery coming up on Wednesday, so I was really wanting moral support. But it was totally fine. I'll be okay. 

Something is terribly wrong with this picture

Welcome to my new blog! I updated the picture at the top of the heading, and used a different "template." It was actually really fun! But in the picture:

 

Do you see the gap near the trees at the left hand side of the picture? Well, that's where the word "the" is supposed to go on the picture-but you can't see it! So maybe I'll just name it 'Many flaws of life," as opposed to "the many flaws of life." It's kinda catchy, isn't it? :) Well, maybe some things are just meant to be as they are. I don't mind it. Actually, I quite like it.

Something to talk about

HOW COOL IS THIS DRESS?!?!?!?!

What I want to be when I grow up

Honestly? I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up! But here are some options for me:

• Actress
• Doctor
• Singer
• Teacher
• Fashion Designer
• Tutor
• Owner of a big business
• Millionaire (Does this even count??)

These are the only options that seem possible to me: Doctor, Singer, Fashion Designer, and/or Millionaire. Well, honestly, let's face it. I'll never be a millionaire! But that's okay. That's not really a choice you have. You either have it, or don't have it.

Sleepover!!!!

SLEEPOVER!!!!

My BFFL (Best Friend For Life) Alicia Eddy is coming over tonight to sleep over!!!! I am so HAPPY!!!! I cannot wait!!!! When will 5 o'clock come? It is taking FOREVER!!!!


!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



(P.S. These are all exclamation points, in case you didn't know!) 

A wake-up call

I just realized something terrible. I have gym first thing tomorrow morning! (Well, after feb. vacation, anyway)


What will I ever do with myself?!?!?!?!

That's okay. I need it.

Some things never change

For instance:


1.) The way I wake up in the morning

2.) Why I hate bugs-and always will

3.) My addiction to Pumpkin Bread

4.) Emily's love for our cat, Moses (I really don't understand this!)

5.) Why my dad is totally addicted to Sudoku

6.) The reasons why my mom is in love with real estate websites, like ZipRealty.com

7.) My sister Sam will always leave for college, and I will be left behind, watching from behind the curtains.  

But no matter what, I cannot let these obstacles keep me away from doing what I need to do. I have a life to live. And from now on, I will live it.

Ancient Olympics made modern!

Okay, so we all know that the Greeks were the people who made the Olympics, right? Well, anyway, yesterday (Friday) in my Ancient Civilizations class, we played the Olympics-ancient Greek style! First event: Toss the Taco!

Toss the Taco  

Each Greek civilization (Argosians, Corinthians, Megraons, Spartans, Persians, and finally my group, Athens) was given two tacos, and one person from each group went over to a Hula Hoop on the other side of the room. They were the spotters, who would catch the taco when it fell. Only one of the groups (the Spartans) got their tacos in the Hula Hoop-two times-and they got 20 points. (I point=10 points) My group failed miserably. But then...

Second Event: How long can you Hula-Hoop?

How long can you Hula-Hoop?

Unfortunately, none of the people in my group were great at hooping. (My group members were Mike, Micali Morin, and Cara Stolz) Cara said she was decent at hooping, so she tried, and only about 7 seconds later, the Hula-Hoop was at her feet. "Told you I was good!" She said, pleased. I didn't try to say anything. From Persia came Jaycie, Ryan came from Corinth, Elizabeth from Sparta, Olivia from Megara, and Seamus from Argos. Pretty soon, 'How long can you Hula-Hoop?' had started-the competition hadn't lasted long at all for Athens. Cara's Hula-Hoop career had stopped in the first 3 seconds. All I could say was "Nice try, Cara." "Thanks!" she said, happy. Well, that made somebody happy. Lucky! Pretty soon, the only people left were Elizabeth from Sparta, and Jaycie from Persia. I cannot tell you how LONG we waited! It was probably about 6 minutes, but it felt more like a month. My ancient civs. teacher finally said to us "Okay, Jaycie, Elizabeth, we'll wait two more minutes, and if one of you fails to keep it going, then the other will be crowned winner! If not, then you will both get one point." They both survived the two minutes, so they both got one point. We, however, failed yet again. Yay us!

Third Event: Wiffle Ball Whistle!

Wiffle Ball Whistle

"Okay, everybody! In the next event, you will all be throwing this ball (she gestured to the Wiffle Ball) into that box." She nodded her head in the direction of the W.B Mason box. We all threw it, and, once again, we failed! (But that's okay. The prize wasn't that great.) Corinth won it, two times. The score? Persia: Ten; Corinth: Twenty; and Sparta: Thirty. Argos, Megara, and Athens? Zero, Zippo, Nada. But we knew we would win the next one.

Fourth Event: Tongue Twisters!

Tongue Twisters

Micali would bring home the gold, we were sure of it. Though she didn't, she came close...

There were 3 tongue twisters in a bag, and each person from each group would stand inside the Hula Hoop. My teacher would give each person 5 seconds to look over the twister they were given, and then they would be forced to say it as fast as they could three times, and if they messed up, they had to redo the sentence, while my teacher continued the timer. Rachel from Corinth got 12 seconds, and everybody else took about a minute. But Micali took only 9 seconds to say her twister. There was only problem-she messed up on her third try. I didn't even know she messed up, but of course, Jaycie just had to point out her fault. "She messed up! She messed up! Make her do it again, Mrs. Pahl!" So Mrs. Pahl made Rachel and Micali 'face off.' Rachel won, but Micali came REALLY close. So I just told her "you did a really great job, Micali!" She smiled sort of sadly, but thanked me just the same.

Fifth and Final Event: Object Remembrance!

Object Remembrance

My group was obviously failing. I didn't want to say it aloud, but it was true! Each group raced over to a box on their Hula-Hoop, and tried to memorize all the objects in the box. I can't remember what was in it exactly, but I do know that what I did was what I wasn't supposed to do. But I had no idea! So after ten seconds, we all raced back to our 'home base' and wrote down on a piece of paper what was in a box. Unfortunately, I thought I was allowed to bring back the items-but I wasn't! Micali got kinda mad, but it was cool. At least I knew what I had done wrong. But the good news was that my teacher didn't notice. We won the challenge, but so did Persia, so we lost, and Corinth, Persia and Sparta all won. It was okay though. The prize was a picture of a Greek philosopher on a ribbon. Not actually something that was crucial for survival. But the good thing was that I had learned all over again something that everyone needs to be reminded of:

TeAmWoRk.  

Is this blog still up and running?

Thankfully, yes! It has been a loooong time, I know, and I have totally neglected it, but I have my reasons! (Well, actually, I can't really think of one, but I knew that I would return. Eventually!) Anyway, I am so happy to come back! I have loads to write about! But, that'll come later...this is basically just a 'coming back party' to aplogize to my blog. (Wow. This sounds so weird! Okay, from now on, no more lame blog posts. Only good stuff. Alright?)

Sisters are like Gorilla Glue

Well, sometimes they are. My sister Sam and I (How I feel about the subject) have never been really close, but for some reason, I am always amazed at how sad I become when she leaves. I mean, don't get me wrong, but I feel as if we have those, ya know, moments. I don't really have moments like that with my other sister, Emily, but still, that's probably because of my attitude towards them. But I still can't help the fact that I'll miss her so much while she's gone, because I love her, and it is going to be unbelievably hard to say those two words: Good Bye.

Princess, Princess, who's the fairest of all?

Princess Mia Thermopolis is! Me and my sisters are watching The Princess Diaries. It is one of the best movies EVER! And always will be. I LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!   

Sky is falling down

My friends who live in Sudbury showed me something on YouTube.com the other day. It was something like "Mashup of the 25 hit songs of 2010" or something. Anyway, I was watching it and something about how they did the mashup interested me. I don't know what it was...oh maybe it was the fact that some of the "hit songs" were played longer than others. I don't know why it was like that, but I kept hearing the song "Down." I have to say that I absolutely love that song, and it even beats "Disturbia" by a long shot! And I'll say it once, I'll love it even when the "sky is falling down!"

UGH!!!!

Still have not gotten over it. Don't think I ever will.

For my eyes only!

 (Or should I say, teeth?) I feel really, really, really embarrassed. The weird thing is, I don't know why. Maybe it's because of the fact that I just got a Distal Jet in my mouth on the upper part of it. I talk like I have a bowlful of letters in my mouth that I can't get rid of. And also, it's not just talking that is embarrassing me. Singing is a problem too! I sound like I have a lisp that will stay there in my mouth for as long as it wants to. 

When I'm in all my classes, I have been telling my teachers to let me not speak or read things aloud until my voice returns to normal. And it was all good until I got to Ancient Civilizations, when I forgot to tell my teacher that I didn't want to talk out loud. Unfortunately, that was the day when (of course!) we all had to introduce our Greek Characters to the whole class. Mine was Alexander the Great, which I was all psyched about, until I remembered that I hadn't told her about the Distal Jet! (A Distal Jet is like a palette expander-it expands your teeth for surgery or something) Finally, Elizabeth (the Symposiarch-a Greek person who makes rules and makes decisions, and in general, leads the whole class in whatever we're doing for the whole class period) asked me to read my "3 greatest accomplishments" aloud. I gulped down (which is so hard to do with a Distal Jet!) the lump in my throat and started with "Look, I just want to warn you guys that I'm going to be speaking real weird when I tell you this, you know, just so you'll know. Because, I mean, I never talk like this." First of all, how stupid am I to say this out loud????!!!! I mean, they probably woldn't have noticed if I hadn't told them that, anyway. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid. And guess what? They all burst out laughing hysterically. I felt like a freak, a total idiot. Anyway, I cleared my throat, and started to say: "One of my three greatest achievements was being king of Macedonia for 15 years, until I got sick of sitting on the throne for such a long time and I became the greatest conqueror of the century and even more after that, and-" All of a sudden the announcements came on, and I felt like a thousand-ton weight had been lifted off my shoulders. But awfully, everyone was staring at me, looking like they were about to giggle like crazy. But there was nothing I could do about it. It was done.   

Cloned

Today in science, we were studying Heredity, and it is some complex stuff, if you ask me. Somehow, the  topic switched to cloning, and it freaks me out so much. Once, I was working on a school project, and my dad and sister Emily were watching this really creepy movie. It was about this guy who became cloned by his DNA, and he was on the Moon, and then he became crazy. I told my teacher that, and he just laughed. Still, creepy!