What am I listening too: I Constantly Thank God For Estabon (Panic! at the Disco)
what am I craving: well last night I wanted a pb&j...
Where am I: my dad's office
what time is it: 10:35 A.M.
If you're reading this, then congratz, you can read.
Well, here I am, still breathing. It's already October, my favorite part of the year. We had our first band competition Saturday and we won...everything...literally. I don't say that to brag, honestly I have better things to do with my time than brag. (who am I kidding)
My frappawhateveritis has reduced to water. Great.
I might be coming off as a little annoyed. Actually, I'm not annoyed. The only thing in my life annoying me right now is the mentally insane A button that refuses to be hit only once to cooperate. I know you can't tell cause, whoa, there's an A right there. And there. There it is again. Well screw that logic in the real, unvirtul world MY A BUTTON ISN'T WORKING.
It's working now...
Ah, Fall break. A whole week of self indulgence and laziness. Yeah right, I have band. Good news? Marching band season is almost over? Question mark? I really can't decide if that's good news. I've met some really nice and hilarious people through band. Sometimes I wish it carried on all year...hahaha yeah no I don't wish that. My rebel side can't take that many rules that long. I'm barely survivng out here as it is. But at least I'm not alone. All my fellow band geeks must do the same and hold on to their sanity for dear life. Deer life. What if we were all deer. That would be really awkward.
...
I'm pretty sure I've questioned my sanity for all you readers, and if not, stay tuned, you will eventually think that soon. :)
I'm gonna go make origami now
Until next time,
~phia
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Ain't it Funny
What am I listening to: The Ghost of You (MCR)
What am I craving: nothing, I'm good
Where am I: in my room, sitting on a pillow pet
What time is it: 9:39 PM
What am I craving: nothing, I'm good
Where am I: in my room, sitting on a pillow pet
What time is it: 9:39 PM
Summer's been over for about a month now. High school has had a fun start. I met a lot of new people, and still cry over my old ones, whom I probably won't see for a while. I have some good classes, some awesome teachers, tons of homework, and a little more life knowledge.
I really don't know why, but I signed up for my school's color guard team and so far it's been pretty fun. Everybody is really nice and funny and I don't feel as much of a newbie at my new school. Even better, next year our school band is going to be performing in the 2012 Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade in New York! Look for me on TV!
Another pretty cool thing happening in high school is that, I've only made friends with a handful of freshman. The majority of my friends are Sophomores and Seniors. And none of them treat me like 'pesky freshman'....apparently I'm an awesome freshman. Actually that's pretty awesome. I should buy myself a cookie.
While my school life is going swimmingly, my after life is alright. My friend and I wrote a story/book/thing and I hope we can clean it up and publish it. That would be truly fantastic.
Today was PJ day. I wore sweat pants with the Dots candy all over them, my sisters slippers, my jacket,(since my school takes interest in Antarctica's temperature) and a t-shirt I got at Nashville Anime Day 2011. The shirt is white and looks like a political campaign. In big blue words it reads PALIN and under that, in blue letters, says VOLDEMORT. Yes, the guy from Harry Potter. (by the way the last movie was awesome!) If you don't find that funny, then no cupcake for you. Maybe it's just something you half to see. Whatever.
I watched a movie the other day with my mom called Queen to Play. It's a French movie and had English subtitles, but honestly I didn't care. The movie was about a woman, married with a teen daughter, that goes through her daily rut of two cleaning jobs. One at a small hotel and one at a wealthy, old doctors house. While at her hotel job, she see's two guests playing chess. The woman doesn't know how to play chess, but she finds it very interesting. Later she finds out that the old doctor guy knows how to play chess, and she begs him to teach her how to play. Her daily rut breaks as she finds inner peace and something more, playing chess. To her, chess is a revolution that wakes her sleepy brain into real life. In a way, playing chess opens her eyes to the rest of the world. But when you break a daily lifestyle for something daring, relationships become confusing. The woman's friends question her acts and her husband wonders if she is cheating on him. The movie altogether was a masterpiece and I recommend it to anybody who cares.
In one part of the movie, the doctor is telling the woman something about taking risks. This quote has rocketed to a top spot on my list of favorite quotes:
If you take a risk, you might lose. If you don't take a risk, you'll always lose.
So...I just got the lights turned off on me...so I think that means I have to go to sleep...
until next time,
~phia
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
I hope you had the time of your life...
What am I listening to: the staff of Brand Journalism
What am I craving: Inspiration
Where am I: My dad's office
What time is it: 8:19 A.M.
Last night we had a thunder storm. Being abruptly waken and forced to sleep on the couch downstairs with my sister is the explanation of my sleepy, dark eyes with, yes, even bags under my eyes. Yay.
I know I havn't updated lately, but I honestly I have no idea if someone is even reading this...
Graduation! Last Friday I had my graduation. It was, as the word was passed around mutually, bittersweet. 50 people I will not be going back to school with, but 50 people I will miss. But hey, middle school is over! No more being treated like 1rst graders, no more minuscule lunches, no more ugly dark green uniforms(even though our school colors are blue and white), and no more middle school drama. I think I'm ready to take on High School drama.
I said to myself I was in fact going to cry at graduation, but I didn't. Big surprise. At our graduation they also gave out many, many awards, none of which I received. Another. Big. Surprise. We had two songs that we used throughout our graduation: Vitamin C's Friends Forever chorus and rewritten verse about God that is used every year for every graduating class, and Good Riddance by Green Day. Yes we actually got to sing that song in church, I laughed through half of it, earning me glances from my classmates.
Well if you are in fact reading this I would like to wrap up a hug and send it through the post office to you.(nobody ever does that anymore...)
My dad is the CEO of a business that does many things including professional blogging, I don't even want to guess how many views he gets and I am not checking. He had 50 friends in his first hours of being a Facebook newbie.
Maybe I'll get more than 3 views this time...
Until next time,
phia
What am I craving: Inspiration
Where am I: My dad's office
What time is it: 8:19 A.M.
Last night we had a thunder storm. Being abruptly waken and forced to sleep on the couch downstairs with my sister is the explanation of my sleepy, dark eyes with, yes, even bags under my eyes. Yay.
I know I havn't updated lately, but I honestly I have no idea if someone is even reading this...
Graduation! Last Friday I had my graduation. It was, as the word was passed around mutually, bittersweet. 50 people I will not be going back to school with, but 50 people I will miss. But hey, middle school is over! No more being treated like 1rst graders, no more minuscule lunches, no more ugly dark green uniforms(even though our school colors are blue and white), and no more middle school drama. I think I'm ready to take on High School drama.
I said to myself I was in fact going to cry at graduation, but I didn't. Big surprise. At our graduation they also gave out many, many awards, none of which I received. Another. Big. Surprise. We had two songs that we used throughout our graduation: Vitamin C's Friends Forever chorus and rewritten verse about God that is used every year for every graduating class, and Good Riddance by Green Day. Yes we actually got to sing that song in church, I laughed through half of it, earning me glances from my classmates.
Well if you are in fact reading this I would like to wrap up a hug and send it through the post office to you.(nobody ever does that anymore...)
My dad is the CEO of a business that does many things including professional blogging, I don't even want to guess how many views he gets and I am not checking. He had 50 friends in his first hours of being a Facebook newbie.
Maybe I'll get more than 3 views this time...
Until next time,
phia
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Echo Much?
What am I listening to: the magic talking picture box
What am I craving: a smoothie
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What time is it: 9:07
Today I was walking down the hall when I saw my history teacher saying normal stuff like: "Hello" "How are you"
Stuff like that. So I decided to copy him. "Hello" "Hello" "How are you?" "How are you?"
He heard me and said "I have an echo." I laughed, because it was true, but it got me thinking, what if we are all just echos? What if we're all just repeating the same thing everyday, over and over. What if it's just one big circle. What if, what if, what if.
It's seriously messing my my mind. It's not an easy subject to ignore.
But while that is seriously on my mind I have other things to worry about. Like school. Grades. Math. English. Science. History. Stuff like that. But I wont bore you with that.
I've said what I wanted and now I have nothing else to say.
Well...until next time,
phia
What am I craving: a smoothie
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What time is it: 9:07
Today I was walking down the hall when I saw my history teacher saying normal stuff like: "Hello" "How are you"
Stuff like that. So I decided to copy him. "Hello" "Hello" "How are you?" "How are you?"
He heard me and said "I have an echo." I laughed, because it was true, but it got me thinking, what if we are all just echos? What if we're all just repeating the same thing everyday, over and over. What if it's just one big circle. What if, what if, what if.
It's seriously messing my my mind. It's not an easy subject to ignore.
But while that is seriously on my mind I have other things to worry about. Like school. Grades. Math. English. Science. History. Stuff like that. But I wont bore you with that.
I've said what I wanted and now I have nothing else to say.
Well...until next time,
phia
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Being Bulletproof
What am I listening to: The Only Hope for Me is You by MCR
What am I craving: bread
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What time is it: 2:06 PM
4 months left of school. Yay. Summer...um...here I come? I dunno.
Have you ever felt like your just living? Like life's just passing on around you and your left to sit back and...sit. Nothing is exceptionally exicting and worth looking forward, its all just...cool.
It's like being bulletproof. Drive by's might shoot, but, becuase your bulletproof, it doesnt effect you. Just keep looking forward. But, what's forward? Empty space. Something better. A wormhole.
Who's to know, who's to tell.
Anyway, lately I have been thinking of a name for this new...music/art/attidute...thing. Its punk and loud and expressive. In your face and keeping to your self. Artistic and awesome. Heaven for the hardcores. Everything the other side of people are hoping, and looking for. An escape.
Sometimes I think there is a name for this, but I just can't remember. If there isn't, there needs to be.
Have good fun studying >:P
Until Next time,
phia
What am I craving: bread
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What time is it: 2:06 PM
4 months left of school. Yay. Summer...um...here I come? I dunno.
Have you ever felt like your just living? Like life's just passing on around you and your left to sit back and...sit. Nothing is exceptionally exicting and worth looking forward, its all just...cool.
It's like being bulletproof. Drive by's might shoot, but, becuase your bulletproof, it doesnt effect you. Just keep looking forward. But, what's forward? Empty space. Something better. A wormhole.
Who's to know, who's to tell.
Anyway, lately I have been thinking of a name for this new...music/art/attidute...thing. Its punk and loud and expressive. In your face and keeping to your self. Artistic and awesome. Heaven for the hardcores. Everything the other side of people are hoping, and looking for. An escape.
Sometimes I think there is a name for this, but I just can't remember. If there isn't, there needs to be.
Have good fun studying >:P
Until Next time,
phia
Friday, December 3, 2010
My Head Itches In the Kingdom of Hearts
What am I listening too: Crucify by Tori Amos
What am I craving: mexican food
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What timeis it: 6:33
Thanksgiving was great and Christmas is on the way.
When I was in New Orleans, my grandmother gave me an early christmas present. A sewing machine! I'm so excited and I can't wait to get...sewing! The thing stopping me is the lack of...fabric. I have none and I also don't have anything else to sew...so I'll have to wait on that.
One thing that is getting on my very last nerves recently, is the game Kingdom Hearts 2. After getting somewhat far, my mom pulled the plug to rearange my room. Unfortunatly, I don't have a memory card yet, so all my progress was lost. :(
After a month of sulking about it, I got up and tried it again. I have gotten farther...probably twice as far as the first time.
Anyway, I'm at a point in the game that I can't win. It's not like I CANT win, theres nothing stopping me, but I've been at this certain part in the game for weeks probably, and I've tried everything. I'm about to pull my hair out.
For all you Kingdom Hearts fans, I'm at the point where Im fighting the organization 13 guy, at Hollow Bastion.
Well, I have to leave now.
Until next time,
phia
What am I craving: mexican food
Where am I: Nashville, TN
What timeis it: 6:33
Thanksgiving was great and Christmas is on the way.
When I was in New Orleans, my grandmother gave me an early christmas present. A sewing machine! I'm so excited and I can't wait to get...sewing! The thing stopping me is the lack of...fabric. I have none and I also don't have anything else to sew...so I'll have to wait on that.
One thing that is getting on my very last nerves recently, is the game Kingdom Hearts 2. After getting somewhat far, my mom pulled the plug to rearange my room. Unfortunatly, I don't have a memory card yet, so all my progress was lost. :(
After a month of sulking about it, I got up and tried it again. I have gotten farther...probably twice as far as the first time.
Anyway, I'm at a point in the game that I can't win. It's not like I CANT win, theres nothing stopping me, but I've been at this certain part in the game for weeks probably, and I've tried everything. I'm about to pull my hair out.
For all you Kingdom Hearts fans, I'm at the point where Im fighting the organization 13 guy, at Hollow Bastion.
Well, I have to leave now.
Until next time,
phia
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Violet, Not Violence
What am I listening to: Where I stood by Missy Higgins
What am I craving: nothing, I'm stuffed
Where am I: Mt. Juliet, TN
*New Question!* What time is it: 12:oo PM (yes on the dot)
Why hello everyone reading this!
Let me start off saying happy early Thanksgiving!
We had an early Thanksgiving last night for other reasons, and I ate a lot. No more food for a while, please. We had some family and friends over to help eat all the food we made, including: A turkey, gravy, 4 or 5 different kinds of casseroles, rolls, macaroni, 3 different types of pies, mash potatoes, soda, and probably some things I forgot. In the end, it was all very good.
Wednesday, I will be leaving for New Orleans with my mom and sister to visit my grandparents for the real Thanksgiving. Let me say that my grandfather is very sick, in the hospital right now, so if you would keep him in mind for me, thanks. My grandfather is also a wonderful artist, so I will post his website at the bottom.
Christmas is coming-I think I said this in the previous post, but people are rushing it this year- and the one thing I can't wait for is the school break I get. I don't know why it comforts me so much. But, at the end of the break, after New Years, I get to go skiing again. I love skiing. The city we go to is Maggie Valley, North Carolina, in the Smokey Mountains. I love that little town. It's like a little slice of heaven and I can't wait.
Again, Happy Thanksgiving!
Until next time,
phia
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