Wall of Shmo

Walk this way

2010-08-07T20:42:00.000-07:00

Well, it appears that someone thinks I update my blog about as quickly as a snail, so tonight, we shall be fixing that problem. Are you ready?

(By the way, that person aforementioned will remain nameless, for what ever reason.)

(It was Heather.)

Aaaaaaaaaaanyway, blog. Blog blog blog. Ok, well let's start with what a blog is. Something that you write little thoughts and quips, and sometimes large rants and epic stories. But do you do it to release those darn tempestuous thought drifting through your cranium, or do you write in hopes that someone will read it and comment and make you feel like you are more than just a subatomic particle in a grain of sand on an infinite beach? (Thank you, Calvin, for providing that extended metaphor.)

I for example are in it just to see how it looks in front of my eyes rather than behind them. I think I plan on doing stuff like this for a living, so why not get some practice in?

So now we know what a blog is. Sort of.

Ok let's move on. I mean, this blog is kind of a tour of my life, so we have to keep it moving, right? Yeah. So, I am currently addicted to Facebook, which, if you think about it, is possibly the lamest addiction ever because Facebook is so ridiculously stupid. I hate that my entire day can go down the tubes if I dont get at least two notifications, a message, heck, maybe even a friend request, before breakfast. It's kind of running my free time schedule. Social networking just got personal.

Alright, people, lets look at books. This summer I read a multitude. Touch me. Yeah, at first I read Freakonimics, and ehh, it was no walk in the park. Unless that park was just full of boring grass with no sign of an enormous awesome playground anywhere. And then I read Speak, cuz I like that book and its one of my sister's summer reads. Took me about two days. And then there was a space around mid June where I am drawing a blank, I must not have read anything. And then came the tackling of The Things They Carried. Not an epic, but strong enough to keep me fueled til the end. My favorite part was when the sweet little American girl comes over and gets metaphorically consumed by the fever of war. Delightfully haunting.

And then there was this time around late June/early July that I just had a hankerin for some Artemis Fowl, so naturally I read all six. And as everybody knows, the sixth one was a disapointment. I just bought the seventh one, and wouldn't you know it, it is proving to be nothing more than another ongoing monologue that buries itself in its own fragile story lines and plot twists, and takes you along with it. Maybe the last 150 pages will redeem the first. Sigh. Books 1-5 were so good.

Oh, lets not forget the fireside masterpiece, The Lord of the Rings. Yes, I am finally trying extra hard to tackle the Fellowship. I have tried in the past, but have given up due to lack of either maturity or interest. But this time I am determined. The movies are just far too incredible not to read the books.

I think I have to stop here.

Well now I feel all guilty

2010-06-22T18:07:00.000-07:00

Because Heather has started writing on her blog again, and even though she is at least a million posts ahead of me, I just couldn't bear the fact of that number reaching a million and one. By the way, I think Facebook has dulled my typing skills, because I am trying really hard to spell things the right way on here, and it's proving to be rather difficult.

Okay, so instead of telling you about my day (which included running at nine in the morning in like 100 degree weather by the way), I have decided to choose something completely random from the darkest bowels of that gray blob in my head. Yes. My brain.

How about book titles? If I ever decide to become a children's book author. I told you it would be random.

1. Mr. McFlaggen and My Purple Dragon

2. The Day the Rooster Came to Play

3. 101 Ways to Not Get to the Moon

4. My Multicolored Tricycle

5. The Soup, the Dog, and the Spoon

Yes, I think that is way more than enough mind spelunking for today.

Alright, here we go

2010-03-08T18:56:00.000-08:00

My mind is completely blank as I write this. I have no idea what is going to be in the next sentence. I seriously think I am shouting down an empty tunnel with this blog. But that's the point... right? I dunno. Who really cares? but just for the heck of it, I feel like shouting out random words like ARTICHOKE! and BOOKMARK! just so that I can say that I once shouted into the void that is the silent Internet. Garden State reference? I think so.

By the way, secret message to Codename Thunder Heart: Codename Cocks must have told Codename Kennedy about the relationship between you and Codename Awesome-Ninja, because Codename Kennedy would NOT drop it today at soccer.

Current condition: sweaty from soccer, hopeful for Friday (who isn't), even more hopeful for the not-so-close-future, happy to have Thunder H., and currently suffering from random and mind-numbing brain death in school.

I love sugar cookies. Yeah.

16

2010-01-20T16:58:00.001-08:00

Ah, I have this crazy need for a stimulating conversation right now.

16 things... just things.

1. My sister went off to England yesterday. For six months. After spending the last two months with her, I was beginning to think it was like the old times when everyone lived at home. Haha I should send this to Soap Opera Digest.

2. I have an amazing best friend, who I can talk to about anything. Sometimes I just want to talk about the most random things, but she goes along with it like it's nobody's business. Let's hang out. I wish her well.

3. I love to write. Sometimes. Most times not in English. But sometimes, I get such an amazing feeling when I write, that I could just close my let the words fall onto the paper. However, I think my powers are draining, because I really had trouble with this past essay. That's scary.

4. I plan on summoning up the courage to go talk to Norman Cooper about me helping him cover some of the stories in the newspaper (C'mon, it's terrible the way it is).

5. WHY can't I wear cool clothes? Sam comes up the stairs every morning with a whole wardrobe perfectly matched on him, and I wake up and automatically reach for the nearest jacket.

6. For one day, I would like to live in the biggest house on earth. With hundreds of huge rooms, winding staircases, and secret passageways. Like the Vanderbilt house. Or something. I could just get lost in a house like that.

7. Why can't I play soccer? I've been at it for seven years, and some of the eight graders are still better than me. I leave every practice with a feeling of complete failure. I'm a striker, and I scored a single goal last year. During a JV game. On accident.

8. Over Christmas, I totally made a stalking move with my mind. Setting: I am on the couch, the stalking dangling just feet away from me on the chimney. So, naturally, I concentrate on trying to get it to move. And it so did.

9. In the barber shop the other day, I was reading a "Ripley's Believe It Or Not" book, and I came across the ocean section, and have decided not to get with in two miles of a beach from now on. Did you know that there's these crabs that shoot darts that cause excruciating pain? And don't even get me started on how fast you can die from just touching a box jellyfish.

10. I have gone to Quick Trip before and put all of the sodas flavors into one cup, and then drunk it.

11. I want to be able to play the piano like a pro. And the violin. And don't forget the cello.

12. I have never had a video game, cable t.v., or a cell phone.

13. I absolutely, positively, without a doubt cannot stand being around drunk people.

14. You know what would be awesome? An entire mansion that is a moonwalk, with several floors and staircases and everything. Haha.

15. Sometimes, I just hate interacting with people. Some people just shouldn't have evolved with the gift of speech.

16. One time, I had this dream where I was in the Harry Potter Quiditch field, and I was flying around during a game wearing a hat with wings. It was freakin awesome.

So what if you catch me, where would we live?

2010-01-16T07:45:00.000-08:00

Ah, what one talks about on Facebook chat.

We could be the people who plug in all those light bulbs in Las Vegas!

We could run a treasure chest-making business!

We could go out and observe lemurs!

We could be apart of an experiment in which we sail around the world in a ship from the 1600's!

We could be ice cream namers!

We could develop a language with which we could communicate with Nessie!

We could dress up as penguin mascots at Sea World!

We could be music readers!

We could run a spelunking business!

We could be boogy-board testers at the beach!

We could go live on a mountain in China!

We could raise wrinkly blood hounds!

We could be background-street-crossers on the set of a western movie!

I need Benadryll.

It's Christmas. It's Christmas Time.

2009-12-27T20:29:00.000-08:00

Mk, I have decided to write about what happened over Christmas. I believe it was the day after we got out of school that I attended Rachel Pope's party, which involved strobe light dance moves, ping pong groupies, Maxim calendars (right?), and me getting to hang out with a very brave person. And why that person is brave is absolutely none of your business. Hahaha. Then Christmas came, and it was kinda better than some of my past Christmases, mainly because my niece and nephew (whoever you are, they are cooler and cuter than your's) were there, and I go the Office Season 5 on DVD!
However, the success of this coming week depends on a a certain parental decision. Dang.

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha

2009-12-27T20:22:00.000-08:00

You thought you were about to read the best blog post ever, right?

Sinister Laugh.

My Hypothetical Metaphore

2009-12-12T16:37:00.000-08:00

What if there was once this land called Fairville, and in that land lived this really smart and goodlooking kid named Poe, and he had a rather lumpy brother named Spam, and they both went to this school, where they both met this girl named Gilly, and Gilly and Poe became rather nice acquaintances through the art of sculpture, and then about a year went by, in which a magical wall made of the evil substance, Durahma, went up between Gilly and Poe, and our two heroes seemed destined to be cursed by life for all eternity, and then, through a sudden and strange turn of events, most of the wall came down, Gilly and Poe could hear and see eachother again, and the world was quiet, waiting to see what happened next.

What if?

Yes, that was indeed all one sentence.

I Wish

2009-12-01T18:42:00.000-08:00

I wish I didn't suck so everlastingly much at the little game called life.

I wish I knew the words to say to her, so that I wouldn't be screwing her over anymore than I already have. I am sorry for all the possible pain I have caused her.

I wish my life was more like a movie. I wish my enemies were enemies, and my friends were friends. Heck, I wish I even had enemies. Because having enemies would be so much better than being surrounded by people who just don't care if they're my enemies or friends. They just don't care in any way whatsoever. And as a result of this, I have become so numb. My mind just has no emotion to spare for these things. And I hate that. My life just isn't like a movie, with it's cool characters and expertly placed punch lines. It never has been.

I wish I didn't have the self confidence of a peanut. A single bad look from someone in the halls can leave me ripping myself apart from the inside out trying to find out what I did wrong.

I wish that I could just look forward to the entire school day, instead of just the stairwells (twice on A day, once on B day).

I wish I didn't take everything personally.

I wish I didn't fight with my siblings at all.

I wish I had an ice cream sundae.

I wish I could live at Disneyworld, or even visit it to begin with.

I wish I wouldn't feel so much pressure in my head from all this crap.

I wish that people would stop sometimes making it their goal to embarrass me, or bring me down. Again, I wish I could call these people my enemies.

Ha. I wish.

Sigh

2009-09-05T11:01:00.000-07:00

Why can't everyone just say everything that they wanna say to whoever all at once one day? Why can't we have a holiday like that? We could call it Talkmas, or Speakaween. Haha.

Junior Year Schedule

2009-06-30T13:18:00.001-07:00

Ok Heather, here's my schedule, and you had better have some freakin classes with me this year.

A classes:

Drivers Ed.
P.E.
Drawing
Chemisty (Miss Poole)

B classes:

Spanish II (Mrs. Day)
U.S. History (Mr. Denmon)
English III (BATCHELOR!!)
Adv. Algebra/Trig (Mrs. Payne)

I'm guessing that the first set will be easier than the second. =(

Band Names?

2009-06-10T08:41:00.000-07:00

OK, so does anyone know what the band "T.V. on the Radio" is? Cause my sister called in to the radio station and won tickets to their concert, and I have no idea who they are! So that's whats up with me. Heather, YOU WRITE SOMETHING NEW!

Spring Break

2009-03-26T15:30:00.000-07:00

Ok, so for the past like five spring breaks, we haven't done ANYTHING! For once, I want to do something I've never done before, like going way out west past Missouri, or up to Canada for the FOURTH time! Hey, despite what people think, Canada is actually pretty cool. There's barely any people there, they're all nice, and they have the best ice cream ever. The beaches are actually pretty nice too, even when the water is freezing.

So, as for copying Heather's blog:

I don't think I need a new bathing suit, cause it was pretty big to begin with.

I guess I could try to get more tan than I am now, if that's possible (haha).

I just got my hair cut, and I barely ever have any homework.

hahahahahahahahaha

Oh, and by the way, thanks for nominating me Heather. It felt so secret-agent-ish to have to leave the room. haha

A few of MY favorite things

2009-03-24T17:37:00.000-07:00

Scoring a goal (or several) in soccer

That really enormous burst of adrenaline as you sprint across the finish in Cross Country

Pretty much all comedy movies

Berries and Cream Dr. Pepper/Grape Fanta/Red Mountain Dew

Breakfast for dinner

Mrs. Batchelor's English class

Coach West's Health class

Mrs. Marsh's Sculpture class

Riding the waves on a tube at the beach

Sitting with friends at soccer/basketball games

Getting to school early just to walk around

Update!

2009-02-25T19:43:00.000-08:00

Well, here's my life!

School's okay, but I definitely like last semester better than this one. My classes are kinda annoyingly boring or hard, especially when I'm having a bad day. But guess what! I got second in our grade! I'm pretty sure that it's going to be me, Heather, and Bonnie in an eternal struggle for the rest of our highschool careers. But, word on the street is that Heather is kicking some major Bonniebutt at English.

So anyway, in soccer, the BOYS AND GIRLS totally dominated at East Jackson on Tuesday! The practices are getting easier though, but today coach just randomly made us run a gaserd(up and down the field twice) in the middle of our skirmish, and then it turned out that we were playing kinda sucky. Poop.

As for Lent, I'm trying to give up T.V. on weeknights. Haha, that'll last like two days! (But I promise I'll try).

Oh, p.s., Heather, when I went into the Bandroom today, were you guys just practicing, or were you playing an actual piece? Cause it sounded kinda strange in that certain, um, harmony.

Actors and Soccer? Huh?

2009-02-05T16:27:00.000-08:00

Ok, so today, before school, me and Hillary were just walking around, and then suddenly she decided to write a book about her life, which I then turned into a movie. We then proceeded to give parts to each person in UCHS. Hillary was Kate Beckinsale, I was Stevo(?) off of Jackass, Sam was Gerard Butler, and Emma was Beyonce. That's just to name a few. So I decided to give parts to other people, too. Mrs. Marsh was Woopie Goldburg, Sara Beth can be either Jenna Fischer or the Karen Philipelli girl, Heather is kinda Tina Fey-ish, and Kayla can be a croos between Amy Poehler and Anna Faris. Jeff could probably pull of the whole silent actor who lashes out violently when provoked. And Tucker could be like Jon Heder or someone. Anyway, so, soccer: I REALLY NEED A GOOD DAY IN SOCCER! I really really REALLY miss Coach West, cause he was my favorite teacher ever, but the new coch is okay. He said that I might have a chance to dress out at Varsity, which is why I REALLY NEED A GOOD DAY IN SOCCER! AND I NEED TO SCORE! A LOT! Anyone who reads this, do a quick raindance and pray for goals!

New Semester

2009-01-08T13:26:00.000-08:00

To find out my feelings on my new semester, simply direct yourself to Heather's comment page. That's where I basically released all my rage.

I Did It

2008-12-07T16:07:00.000-08:00

I finally saw twilight. You now have permission to stone me. Die Robert Pattinson.

Commemoration

2008-11-19T17:16:00.000-08:00

This post is commemorated to Heather Nelson, age 16, for just last week showing an extreme act of anti-you-know-who-ness in what is now known as the "Old Lady Glasses Incident". Just as she was walking out from lunch, Nelson, spying the suspect, exclaimed "Hey Shmoe, you know what I hate? PEOPLE WHO WEAR UGLY OLD LADY GLASSES!" No reports have been made on whether or not a "chick fight" between Nelson and the suspect is to be scheduled sometime in the near future. Anyway, congrats to Nelson an her bold and !ORIGINAL! move.

Score: Nelson 1 : B.R. 1

Sick Day

2008-11-04T14:42:00.000-08:00

Well today i took a sick day. And you know what I realized? I actually like going to school. I missed it. I like the people there and I like my classes. Sigh.

So today I pretty much sat around drinking Sprite and getting headaches. Oh, and I wrote the thingy that I'm doing for the writing club contest. It's a poem about the steadfast tin soldier. Isn't that the most random thing? Haha.

Halloween

2008-11-02T15:54:00.000-08:00

So for this Halloween, I went to the square. Yippee.
I met up with Sara Beth, Hannah, Skylar, and few others, and then we went to the haunted house in the apartments past the park and ride. I paid a dollar for some creepy guy in a mask to stare at me and get annoyingly close to me. And then in the actual haunted part, my face was buried in the back of Sara Beth's jacket. Yeah, I scare easily. Very easily.

Hey guess what.
UGA got creamed by Florida!!!!!!!! Even though I hate both those teams with a passion, I hate UGA more. So I rooted for Florida.

Weeeeeeeeeelllllll......

2008-10-30T19:28:00.000-07:00

Heather, I hope you are happy.
Me: smart alick, sarcastic, interrupting, over confident, and short. I like soccer. I hate UGA. Period. I freakin love The Office. This blog has been a very long while in the making. Yeah, that's all........FOR NOW!
It's cold.