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Here We Go Again

I kinda wanna be more than friends…. great song. Gotta love Neon Trees.

This weekend is the kickoff for FRC Robotics teams. We’re all so excited to see what the game is. Today was also the first day back to school after a nice busy but relaxing holiday break. I realized that by waking up this morning, I’m throwing my life into a rapid whirlwind of chaos and business. I’m ready for it though. At least I think I am. Robotics every day, school every day, homework every day… and a lot of not so everyday things thrown in there too. Cello will be stressful this semester as well. Everything important comes now.

I’m determined to come out of this semester with confidence, an unweighted GPA of 4.0, a letter in Robotics, a I at districts, a I at state, and a better sense of who I am. Maybe even some extra money! I recently applied for a job at the local pizza place in our town. It’s called Waldo Pizza. There’s only two of them, one in Waldo and one here in Lee’s Summit. I think it’ll be a fun job, if I get it of course, and one that’ll teach me some skills and discipline.

With that money, I want to pay for a few big things. First and foremost: Space Camp. That’s more important to me than anything that I’m paying for. I only have a few more opportunities to experience that, so it’s important to me that it comes first. Once that’s all accounted for, I’d really like a Jeep Wrangler. A fun first car I think. With that I’ll obviously have to pay for gas and possibly insurance. I’d also like a new bow. If I get this job, and start paying for everything else, I think I’ll treat myself to a brand new bow that will last me through my high school years. Put I’m putting some parameters on whether I get it or not- if I get a I at state for solo and ensemble, then I’ll get it. I’ve worked hard on my piece this year. When I get it perfected, I’ll be sure to post a sound clip or vid of it so I can be proud of my accomplishments.

The picture I posted is my desk with all of my crap all over it. I like it though. I feel like it’s my space. When I’m home, I’ll be one of four places. The kitchen, the dining room, my desk, or my bed. There’s also a picture of my bed. And my favorite pillow. When you send me your prayers for my sanity, wish for me to be comfy in my bed snuggling with that pretty pillow. That’s heaven for the next 4 months.


Wish me luck on the craziest semester I’ve yet to experience.


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Thanks for the Memories

Oddly enough, I’m not listening to Fall Out Boy. Though there’s no saying that it won’t come up on shuffle, I made the above statement for a different reason.

Today is, obviously, Thanksgiving. We had our family dinner at my cousin’s house, and I’ve been looking forward to the food (that is now sitting in my stomach like a rock) for a week. But before we ate, my grandmother said a prayer. I didn’t get to hear much of it. Usually, we go around the circle and all say what we’re thankful. We didn’t do that this year. So, because I can’t share it with my family personally, I’d like to share what I’m thankful for with everyone reading.

1. My parents and family. They’re always supporting everything I do, and loving me for wanting to do it. I’m so happy I have the parents that I do, and my quirky sisters too. I love them all to pieces.

2. Having a healthy body. Though I have sporadic hiccups and I know I can always improve my shape, I have no health problems or concerns. I have a low chance of getting cancer, and the eating habits of my family have made it so I can enjoy life without being limited by my body.

3. All of my friends. I’ve made so many good friends this year, and I’ve realized the kind of people I like to be around because of them. I have so much fun with them and I hope that they have fun with me.

4. My location. Recently I’ve been thinking about the various turmoil occurring in other countries, and I realized just how lucky we are to live where we do as people of the United States. Yes, we have a crappy economy and jacked up priorities, but in reality, we are so, so privileged.

5. Music. I would not be who I am without it. That’s all there is to it.

6. The ability to read. At the moment I’m learning French, and I’ve realized how much we take for granted knowing how to read once you’ve been submerged in an environment where you can read a very small quantity.

7. All of the good times that I’ve had. Sometimes, memories are the best things someone can give you. You can lose pictures, gifts and Facebook posts, but you can never lose a memory if it’s dear to you.

8. Lastly, I am thankful for opportunity. The opportunity to do what I dream of doing, the opportunity to love people, the opportunity to experience life and its wonderful beings.

Take a second to think about what you’re thankful for, and remember moments you’ve had with your family that you may forget later on. You may realize some things about yourself.

Happy turkey day.


Beautiful Things (7/22/11)

I love art.

It’s a simple sentence, but it goes a longway. Everything, in its own way, is a piece of art. Anything that has ever been designed, captured on film, or admired by somebody is in fact art.

As I sit in the backseat on the drive to Estes Park, Colorado, I think back to the sketch book I placed in my backpack this morning. I sometimes wish I could just think of something completely new and put it on paper, but then I think to myself that the things that tend to be the most beautiful are the things that already exist. And my goal with my sketchpad and pencils or watercolors is to capture that beauty to the best of my ability. Because a mountain or waterfall is nature’s art, I’m hoping to capture that sometime this week.

That was my hope until I realized I forgot pencils. Sigh.


The Void In My Heart

Good afternoon all! (Or if you’re reading this at another time, insert appropriate greeting here)

Once again, life has been clouded with business, so I haven’t had a lot of opportunity to post. But here goes!

I’ve been a Harry Potter freak since I was about 4 years old, according to my mother. I remember falling asleep to my mom reading The Sorcerer’s Stone in her different voices, barely comprehending what was going on. But after a little bit of reading, I began to understand the whole gist of things. Harry was magical! And he brought a new dimension to my imagination. I feel I’ve learned something from each lead character… bravery and self-respect from Harry, a love for learning from Hermione, and a little bit of self-acceptance from Ron. Comfort from Dumbledore. But overall, the first few Harry Potter’s were inspiring. They made me think about all the impossible things that could happen to me as I grow older.


As I grew older, I became more and more completely OBSESSED with the series. You have no idea. I read the series 6 times, knew every spell, and could tell you the answer to any question you asked. I had (and HAVE) an emotional attachment to the story. As every movie came out, I would be mad at the way it was made because I remembered every detail they left out, or visualized it differently.

When the last part of the 7th movie came out this Friday, I was more excited then I’ve been about any of the movies. I went as Luna Lovegood, I was on TV showing off my costume, and I was with other (almost) equally obsessed friends. We waited outside our theatre for FOUR hours before the midnight showing. And when it started, I fell into a mesmerized trance. I laughed, cried (three times), cheered, and reminisced on how this series had affected me so

much. I remembered reading every moment in the same mood, and became very sad that this was the conclusion. And at the end, it was even worse. I felt 11 years of my life floating before my eyes… Harry Potter… had ended. There were so many fond memories tied to it. I felt depressed. I still do have a twinge of remorse for all that was ending. (Not to MENTION the Space Shuttle program ending two days before). It’s almost difficult for me to converse about the movie with anyone after the fact… it’s very difficult actually.


But though there is a void in my heart as of now, Harry Potter will always be with me. Sounds corny, doesn’t it? But it’s so true. Every moment, every book, every character, I love them all. I’ll always be able to listen to those fantastic soundtracks and see those scenes over and over again in my head. And though I wish there were more, we fans couldn’t have asked for a better conclusion. Ended with a bang.








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Wordle… One Year Later.

Last year in February I did a post about a website called “Wordle“. You can either paste in a bunch of text, insert a URL, or “Enter a user name to see their tags” which I have no idea what that means. It takes the words you use in what you entered in and figures out which you use most, and makes the words bigger or smaller according to how often you use them. Here’s a few different variations of my website’s most frequently used words.

As you can see my most used words follow a theme;) Saturn, space, rocket, moon… you get the picture. All in all itt’s kind of fun. You can customize designs too. The top one is my custom one. If you REALLY wanna get all fancy you can change the certain colors and directions and variations, but I just chose the easy way. Live long and prosper all.


I could have SWORN it was the Easter Bunny.

I was on vacation with my family this summer, taking a roadtrip around Missouri. We stopped first at Branson, went to Silver Dollar City and rode a pretty intense Go-Kart track. After that we stopped in a very remote town, unfortunately I don’t remember the name, but it was next to the Black River. The first night we were there, we stayed in a place with ten cabins that were like you were staying in an old Abe Lincoln cabin, which you kind of were. But for some reason I really liked it, it felt homey and comforting. No TV, very few electrical outlets, and old furniture and woodwork.

That evening we went to a place about 20 minutes away called the Elephant Rocks, which were beautiful yet daunting at the same time. They’re these massive boulders that are in a river with a little swimming area at the bottom. It’s at an incline, so we had to take my 8 and 3 year old sisters down it through raging whirlpools and unexpected deep water in some places. Not a fun experience, it was completely nerve-racking and intense. But the water was great, and the scenery was beautiful.

We came home after about an hour there, and we were enjoying the house. We all took showers then went to bed, exhausted from all the events of the day. I was dreaming about something slightly unpleasant if I remember correctly, and I started awaking a little bit, and my dream was mixing with reality. “…rodent of some kind…” I heard my dad say. Things like “stay in your room,” and “is it out there?!”. I heard some commotion and scurrying scratches on the floor. A few minutes later, my dad walked into my dark room, and whispered loudly “Hey Ads? I need some help, we’ve got a bit of a rodent problem.” I got up and he then said “And you might want to put some socks on too.” So I did. And I walked out of my room into the living area. I saw on the kitchen table that our loaf of bread had been tampered with. My dad said that it had taken residency underneath of the couch, and I could see a long skinny tail poking out underneath of it. I asked my dad what it was. “I thought it was a raccoon at first, but-” he paused, lowering his voice “I think it’s a rat.” Now, me, I don’t mind wild animals that much. They don’t scare me, because I know that they’re twice as afraid of me if I were afraid of them. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for my stepmom. The second she knew there was an animal in the house, she went ballistic (it did provide a little bit of entertainment at times). My dad did have to carry her out on his back so she could use the bathroom, but other than that she stayed out of a fifty foot radius of where we were trying to catch it.

Our plan was simple; my dad would move the couch, and I would trap it underneath of a trashcan. This proved to be harder than we anticipated. The couch was extremely heavy, and the rat kept positioning himself where the couch was over his head if we moved it a bit. We finally decided to make our move. Dad moved the couch in a quick burst of strength so the rat was out in the open. To my surprise, it was actually… cute. It wasn’t dirty or fat like Templeton on Charlotte’s Web or the R.O.U.S’s on the Princess Bride. It was small and with big black eyes like a mouse. Quite adorable actually.

Unfortunately, in my attempt to catch it, I didn’t put the trashcan down in time. I missed it by THAT MUCH, and it scurried into the bathroom and through a hole in the wall and didn’t appear again. The next few days there was an exterminator at the cabin, and we got moved to a different cabin. Apparently the campsite had had this problem before got there.

The next place we traveled to was urban, civilized St. Louis. We all appreciated a bit of big city, and we knew there would be no rats in a skyscraper hotel. And I of course got some cool pictures of the arch as you see to the side.That night at dinner, my stepmom got up at the dinner table in front of all the family (and there was a LOT of family) and told her version of the story. That in itself was one of the most entertaining parts of the trip, especially when my dad piped in “I could have sworn it was the Easter bunny!”. If you ever meet my stepmom, ask her to tell you the “Rat Story”. Funny stuff.

Just a funny story, hope you enjoyed my interpretation. 🙂


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Just a Picture.

This is simply a mediocre sunset that I took a picture of in the middle of nowhere Missouri… from inside the car. The window wasn’t open.

This is what a bit of editing can do. Something not so interesting to something gorgeous.

Have a good Monday.



My friend Ray and I attempted to sound out some particularly humorous names of phobias. There was a list of about a thousand, and we picked our favorites. Watch to see how badly we failed!


My Art this Year.

Hey everybody!

Sorry for the delay, it’s been pretty busy lately! Working out, hanging out, going out, you know how it goes in the summer.

In my previous school year (meaning just a month or two ago), I took Art. You could call it advanced art, in fact, but I’m not trying to gloat.

This year we did a variety of projects, using a variety of different supplies and techniques.

Our first project was a letter design, using any one of our initials as a theme. Mine, of course, was A.

We used a lot of cool techniques with this project. Some included using graded value (making something look 3D),  stippling (using a fine tip sharpie to make small dots differently spaced so it looks like value), and scratchboards (center square, a black board that has white paper underneath that can be scratched to make a pattern). My two favorites were stippling and the scratchboard. (stippling- bottom left, scratchboard, top right)

Another project we did was a still life. This, by far, took me the longest to do, because pasta knows I am a VERY slow artist when it comes to sketching and shading. But I do think that this was my best work all year.

This took me about three months all in all, and it could get pretty frustrating at times. One thing that I am particularly proud of on this project is the suede on the bottom of the right boot.

I figured out how to do this all by myself, and I’ve been so happy ever since!

The trick is to use a very soft leaded pencil. I personally prefer 9XXB’s, which are about as soft as you can get. It’s also a very wide piece of lead, so you can get the right look for a larger section of suede.

Press the side of the pencil lightly against your paper, and shade. After that, take a blending tool and blend lightly, and you get…. suede! (I really love this picture)

I had one or two more projects this year, but alas, I accidentally forgot them at school on the last day. I’ll try and get a hold of it at some point.

Today, I journeyed across the highway to go to Hobby Lobby, because I wanted some new supplies. I had a watercolor pad to start with, but I had no sufficient watercolors! So I returned home with two 9XXB pencils, two blending sticks, a set of watercolors, and a HUGE set of paintbrushes.

With all of this, my plan is to fulfill #2 on my Hypothetical Plan for the Summer list sometime in the next week! I’ve got everything I need.

Creativity… is the key.


Poking Put-Downs at Prince of Persia

Yesterday, my friend and I decided to go see a movie. We decided on Prince of Persia- one, because it was the only movie out that looked at least halfway decent that we hadn’t seen yet, and two, it was about the only movie that worked with ourschedules. So, here’s our commentary during most of the middle of the movie-

“Of course.” (add a little eye-rolling and you’ve got it down)

“Doesn’t anybody ever die?!” (whispers with the volume turned up)

“Really?” (that’s bleeding sarcasm.)

And a few wow’s here and there.

Let me explain to you our reasoning.

The story starts out with a quote on the screen, don’t exactly remember what it is, but it was kind of cool. Then, we heard something like this: “Long ago, in a place far, far away…”

Hence the “Seriously?!”

All in all, very corny movie. I won’t ruin it for you. Just be prepared that if you see it, be ready for a bunch of the corniest lines you’ll ever hear. But then again, it is Disney. 😛

I realized how horrible an actor Gemma Arterton is today. I was holding out for her after Clash of the Titans, but then I realized that her acting is limited. She is now stereotyped- the heroine wanting to kill the main guy at first, then wanting to kiss him, then kill him again, and then fall in love with him. SO CLICHE!

Good plot, good effects.