Explode the Moment: Running Into Paradise

There is no greater feeling than when you are sprinting for your life. Your hair streaming in the wind, muscles burning, stomach aching, every cell in you body with common sense telling you STOP! 
But that voice in your head that whispers, "Keep going,"...
The pain is temporary. Hours from now, you are going to be resting, silently, heartbeat and breath even, wondering about what could have been. What you could have done. What you should have done. 
But if you take the initiative, the opportunity  dangling in front of you, barely in your grasp...
The gratitude...the effort...the years and years of training...
The win. 
Will be eternal. 

Hey, that was my explode the moment bit, how did you guys like it? It's an writing exercise I'm going to start doing. It can't be more than 12 lines, and each has a unique prompt. The prompt was:
Running 
If this transported you to another world, comment! If it didn't comment on how I can improve! 

A Thought or Two About Hate Accounts...And Other Stuff

Alright. So I'm tucked into the corner of the sofa, laptop in hand, earphones plugged in and ready to contemplate. Every once in a while someone needs some time to think, and reflect, and just check out a little. Or a lot. Depends on the mood. Hey, everyone my song changes, I'll let you know by doing this ::example::. That way you can see what I'm listening to and my musical taste. Neat, huh?
So I've seen a lot of things on social media. Mainly I am extremely active on Instagram only, but occasionally I do see things about Facebook and Twitter too. There are a lot of different, exciting, sometimes horrifying things out there on social networks and the internet...it's amazing what people will call normal. Or weird. How someone can post something utterly disgusting, vain, or hateful. Or how someone can be so reserved and quiet and thoughtful, and post the most interesting things.
Since I know just about everyone and everything Instagram, I'll focus mainly on that. ::Everybody Talks; Neon Trees:: I follow a variety of people on Instagram. Me being a teenager, I follow a lot of different people that go to my school. Most of them are good friends, people that I'm actually interested about, good thorough kind people. There's the occasional best friend posting in my feed somewhere. ::Some Nights; Fun:: I always make sure to like those. It's especially exciting when someone who is never on, like NEVER, posts something. It's like finding a gem in a bunch of everyday rocks.
However, I am following a lot of people that I don't even talk to. Not strangers. Definitely not strangers, actually, people that go to my school, or a brother or sister of a friend who goes to high school. These kids are really something, I'll tell you. I guess you could call them "popular", or the "cool kids", or whatever labels society uses. I mean, what ATTENTION seekers they are! Excuse me Miss Priss, I can see your overlarge boobs, yes, you don't have to bend over! Yes, swagmasta_foreva, I can see your weakling stomach. You don't have to flex your arms to make it look like you have an inkling of muscle. ::Express Yourself; Labrinth:: And they words they use are really just something to laugh at. Cussing like a motherf_cking n_gga f_cking a big _ss wh_re does not make you any better. In fact, I laugh whenever these people swear like this. Hold the phone, we got a bad_ss over here. Like, NO.
I also have a nagging suspicion that most kids, mostly girls, like this have divorced parents. I might be generalizing, I really don't want to, but I can name at least like 5 girls that have divorced parents. Like, is it "cool" to have parents that hate each other? No, it's not! It's really annoying and sad and depressing! Furthermore, I think these kids have deep emotional issues. ::Relaxed My Beloved; Alex Clare:: I swear, they are complex emotional attention-seeking freaks. I love hanging out with friends, but I am soooo glad I not one of them.
There are the occasional good people, the ones who are social butterflies but have a couple ounces of good-natured individuality in them. I mostly likely know them, maybe talk to them once in a while. I try to associate myself with good people, people that if I got in trouble with, I know I'd get out easy, not get into some serious crap.
So anyways, a couple minutes ago I was scrolling down my feed and I came upon multiple stop-the-hate posts. ::Brokenhearted; Karmin:: They were mostly like "Please, stop the hate. You'll get in serious trouble and it'll suck. Stop hating on these people. It's not worth your time". Wow. I actually was kind of proud of them. Finally, a reason to have faith in humanity!
You see, previously I had come upon two hate accounts. Man, they were horrible. I mean, these kids are terrible when it comes to insults. Like I said earlier, they cuss. HARD. Now, to give you some sort of example of what this kids are up to, I'll give you their EXACT usernames. I mean, it's not heart-stopping, but it just makes you think about the things kids are up to. ::Little Lion Man; Mumford and Sons::
First one that I encountered: bad_b*tches_of_bdjh
Second one: jackfranden_sucks_d*ck
::Hall of Fame; The Script:: Okay, to be honest, I do not like mista Jack Franden over here (arrogant jerk/bad word), but a hate page? SERIOUSLY? You had nothing better to do with your time? Have you ever heard of save the environment? Go hug a tree? Go be a skateboarder? Idk, maybe work on your poor social skills? Work on your language? Go do something that will actually BENEFIT you in life, not get you suspended? Man, what is up with this world?
Well, both pages were just pathetic. That's the word. PATHETIC. Hating on people for no reason. Maybe there was a grudge between the person or whatever, but calling them names, insulting their family friends, even if they are pretty sleazy? I can tell years of education and MORALES have worked on you.
::Tickets; Maroon 5:: But I'll tell you, that was not half of it. Apparently it spread around friends, friends of friends, and INSTAGRAM, and people started commenting furious retorts and defensive replies, blocking and reporting the account, and spreading even more stories about who the creator of the account could be. It was like wildfire. And the smoke make everything difficult to read. I even caught whiff of it at school, as I was walking down the hallways. ::Girl on Fire; Alicia Keys:: Stuff like "Yeah, it was Chris!" and "Who do you think it was?". It pretty much burned down the entire social system of the school. People were suddenly looking at each other differently, wondering how such a normal looking person on the outside could be so nasty inside. Does my best friend like me, or hate me? That basketball star, is he legit, or a die hard hater?
Eventually it turned out to be some kid who was up in the social status pretty high, with the ballers and dumb-as-fish jocks. ::Good Time; Carly Rae Jepsen/Owl City:: I'm pretty sure the school got involved, and, well, we all know as much as schools and principals try to help, that freakin chaos just turns into a full out hurricane.
Well, fast forward a week later. Not surprisingly, 2 more hate pages were created. I didn't get to see them, but frankly, did I even want to? I think it's sort of sick habit, checking out this insulting pages to see how bad it is. Anyways, scrolling down a post or two, I see that there are comments about who the new perpetrator is. And wow. It was pretty shocking. And I mean, I'm not one to feed into gossip, so this was sort of a guilty pleasure. I guess thats a reason I follow these types of people; it gives me a window into what everyone's talking about. ::Don't Wake Me Up; Chris Brown:: I know the kid they were talking about. I KNOW HIM. He's in a couple of my classes. He hangs out with some pretty stupid sleazy kids, although he seems actually pretty odd. I mean, let me give you a picture: ratty white-blonde hair, skinny but lithe, tall and full of pimples. I mean, I guess he would be sorta cute if he didn't have a red nose and a pizza face. No offense to pizza faces anywhere. You guys rock. But there's just something, I don't know, weird about him. He has this really low voice. He is good friends with my crush, who is gosh-darn AMAZING. But he hangs out with dumb sleazebags. ::Skyfall; Adele:: I mean, since I'm in all GT classes, it's pretty rare to find one of him in my class. You get pretty interesting people when you're in GT. He's pretty athletic (A-Team football and basketball), but he just has an odd personality. He doesn't talk much, and when he does it's in a weird little voice making a joke or something. I kind of stay away from him. For various reasons I really don't want to say his name, so lets just call him Johnny Brown. 
Well, apparently, he's been creating multiple hate pages!! Wow. It's just really weird to think that out of all people, he would be the one who's behind all this stuff. Keep in mind though, it's really hard to believe pretty much anything if you heard it from a friend of a friend who's brother's cousin aunt's little girl told you. 
But like I said, it's pretty weird. He's always intrigued me. He's kind of a nerd inside, but yet he's best friends with a total jerk. What is his opinion on things? Where does he stand? What kind of person is Johnny Brown? 
Well, if all the rumors, gossip, and talk is actually truthful for once, then I underestimated Mr. Johnny Brown. It seems to me that he's cracked. I'm not the only one who recognizes this popular idiots as they really are.
Or maybe he was just bored, and decided to pull a couple jokes for fun. I mean, honestly you never know. Johnny Brown will always be a mystery to me. 
So, to conclude this extremely long post (by my standards), guys, don't spread the hate. If you really don't like that person, why don't you be man (or woman) enough to go up and say it? Hiding behind a hateful page is a true form of cowardice. You'll get in loads (no, heaps) of trouble, and your friends will start to distrust you. And it's going to haunt you in 20 years when you're applying for that dream job, but you get denied because of a stupid little stunt you did back in grade school. Think before you write. Think before you text. Think before you type. Because even though the Internet is pretty darn cool, everything offered up by anyone stays there forever. 
Just think about it, okay? 

Just Kidding

Wow, one night of sensitivity and you decide that your blog should be private. 
I take that back. I have a book to write and drawings to showcase! I don't know what I was thinking when I said I'd make this blog private. I mean, I won't share where I live or anything, or my address, or anything like that.
So, actually, I finished ALL my homework today, which means I have approximately 4 hours of nothing until the Superbowl. Guess what I'll dedicate that to....writing! I'll post the next couple pages or so in the Project Mob tab. If you haven't already checked it out, look at the head of this blog and you'll see 3 tabs. Click on "Project Mob" and you'll find some stuff related to the book I'm writing. 
See ya guys! Hope you have an awesome Superbowl! 49ERS FOR THE WIN 

Private

I think I'm going to switch this blog to private. Sorry guys, but I feel like I want to share some pretty personal stuff. Stuff I really wouldn't want anyone seeing, from a businessman in China to Sara from next door. 
It was nice getting to know the Internet. Haha just kidding. I have no idea who you guys are. But the fact you actually came here and looked at my stuff, that's giving me some self confidence. 
Thanks. 

Ice Skating!

So, nerds....have you ever been ice skating before? I gotta tell you, it's pretty cool. For my birthday celebration with my friends, I took my besties Kate and Caitlin (Kate, Caitlin and Kiley, haha) to Memorial City Mall to ice skate and hang out. It was pretty fun actually. Memorial has a pretty legit ice rink, and they actually have hockey games there every 4 hours or so. I picked everyone up around 11:00, and by 11:45 we had arrived at...yes, the American Girl Store. I'll tell you, it's CRAZY how obsessed girls can be with their dolls! Not only did it have a variety of clothes, outfits, and props (bathtub, ship, mini piano, etc) there was actually a hair salon for the dolls. You could crimp, curl, straighten, and braid or fix your doll's hair in just about every hairstyle. And they even had a little deluxe spa skit (complete with stick on cucumbers and a facial mask). Its all expensive too. 

So, after that, we had lunch at California Pizza Kitchen, which wasn't bad. We even saw Caitlin's MATH teacher there. Awkward much? After that we walked around and played around in Aeropostale (sunglasses and nail files, bro). It was really fun. Of course, being the teenage girls we are, we took lots of pictures. 

Finally, around 1:30, we headed on over to the ice rink. I actually had to have my mom strap on my shoes which was a little embarassing, but hey, that's what moms are for, right? 

Both my friends told me that ice skating was NOTHING like roller skating. I was a little skeptical, but of course I believed them. So when I stepped out onto the ice, I instantly FROZE UP. 

Okay, so ice skating and roller skating are basically the same thing. I am pretty good at roller skating, so ice skating came pretty naturally to me. I like ice skating. It's kind of more of a gliding sensation, and it's much smoother. Kate was very good also, and she made our game of tag very interesting (i.e hiding in the bathroom, sneaking up on us behind a panel in the ice rink, teaming up on each other). Haha, however Caitlin had a little more trouble. You see, she's like a pro competitive swimmer. All day, every day, swim swim swim! So it's only natural that land sports are a little more hard for her. I swear, half the time she was just hanging on to the rail for dear life! 

So, ice skating was fun! Caitlin eventually got the hang of it, and we were hitting the ice! Of course, there were 4 year old Asian girls in little leotards doing spins and flips and skating backwards (not to be stereotypical, just stating facts), and us 3 awkwardly gliding on the ice. 

Our game of tag was epic, by the way. I swear we were going as fast as our skates could take us. Which, I guess, wasn't as fast as some of the other skaters, but hey, we were in our own little world.  

After skating, we went and got some fro-yo and watched some hockey. I really don't get hockey. It's enough to be able to ice skate at like the speed of light, but to handle a hockey stick and keep your eye on a little puck, that's insane. Plus, the guys were huge. 

Anyways, in the car I opened up the gifts that they gave me, and I gotta say, they were pretty cool. 

Caitlin gave me a Claire's little penguin bag. It's so cute!!! And she alos gave me a $25 gift card to Aeropostale. Pretty nice. 

Okay, to really understand this gift, I have to backtrack a little bit. 

Partly why Kate and I are so close is that we were on the same volleyball team, and in off season together. We always have little races when we sprint or run together, and we are always the top runners. We push ourselves to get better miles, to sprint faster, even get better times on the 20 minute workout (it stinks, haha). 

So Kate got me some sweet patterned running shorts!!! And a matching shirt to go with it! She also got me a sketching diary, which I loved since I loved drawing. 

So all and all, today was a great day. I love my friends so much! Don't you ever feel that way, just so content and happy, knowing that you're surrounded by amazing friends and family? 

I love my life. God bless. 

Taylor Swift Drawing

Alright, so I've drawn a bunch of pictures. Remember that post that I said I would make a drawing blog? Well, I decided not to go through with it, since it'd be another blog to manage. But I will make a page on this blog dedicated to all my drawings and stuff. 
By the way, the picture below is a drawing I did based of a picture of Taylor Swift. I tried my best on it, and I think I did pretty well. I didn't really shade as much as I needed too, but other than that I'm pretty content with it. What do you think? Leave your opinion in comments below! And don't forget to check out the drawing page :) 

Chillin

Hey guys. Just a regular Wednesday afternoon. That's how you spell Wednesday, right? Wed-nes-day. Hmm. I guess that's how. 

It's amazing how absorbed you can be with really boring things when you don't want to do your homework. :/ 

Anyways....any design ideas on the shoe thing from the last post? Please let me know, any help at all would be amazing!

Would You Buy My Shoes?

Heyyyyy nerds. Long time, no post. I've lately been thinking of an idea for business. You know, a way for me to make money.
So listen up: I like art. I'm an artist. And I also like making money. How can I do that? Well, it's pretty simple, at least in my head. I can hand paint cool designs on shoes, and sell them!
What do you think?
I think it'd take a lot of time, but it could bring money in, fast. Like, each pair of shoes could go for $35. I would paint black or white Keds, Toms, or Vans. It would be expensive to buy, though. Online they go for like $45 bucks each. Hmm....
What are some ideas that you guys to improve this business idea?
Leave your ideas in comments below
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Birthday Dinner At Maggiano's

Maggiano's was amazing! The best Italian food you can ever get!
So Sunday night we took about a 30 minute trip to Maggiano's Little Italy, which was awesome. We had made a reservation earlier, so right away we were whisked to a corner booth, which had a chandelier, various photos hung on the wall, and the ambiance was very rustic, family style food. Don't get me wrong though- it was anything but casual. I wore a nice sweater with a cool design in the back and some nice jeans, and everyone else trussed up a little. I ordered a Chicken and Spinach Manicotti, which was served on a burning hot plate around as wide as my chest (and I have very broad shoulders). It was smothered in rich creamy cheese, and had a creamy chicken/spinach mix in the inside. It was just simply incredible! I could only finish about half of it, but everyone else at the table agreed that my dish was the best (yay!).
I even got the waitress to take a picture of the whole family, together. I love this picture :)

Starting from the left is my mom. She is one of the reasons I had such an awesome birthday! Then, there's me, of course with the glare in my eyes, even without glasses!! Why?! But hey, it's okay. Then, partly obscured by a wine bottle (as you can see, my older family went to town a bit) there's my little sissy. I'm not going to share her name for privacy reasons, but she's such a sweet little kid! Then there's my brother, who's always good to have around if you want to hear a joke....and then there's my Auntie Kelly, who recently moved in from Denver Colorado! Keep in mind we're near Houston, Texas. She recently got an apartment here. We're all very excited for her. And last but not least, my pop. He actually smiled in this picture, which is pretty rare for him. That's partly why I like this photo so much. Everyone looks so comfortable and happy.  

Well, that was Maggiano's. I had a great time. You should head over to a Maggiano's near you! It's worth it, trust me. The food comes in huge portions, they have rich desserts, amazing service, and of course, delectable Italian food. Thanks, Maggiano's for a wonderful time! I felt so blessed last night being there with my family :)

101 Pageviews!!

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 Wow! Can't believe we're already at 101 pageviews! Thanks so much guys! I really don't know what to saw. I remember I originally had a blog (How Many Pages of Homework?!), which is now deleted, but it took forever just to get 100 pageviews. Like, a month maybe? Now this, this is going pretty darn well! So excited! Hopefully I'm keeping ya'll entertained enough so that you keep coming back ;)

Doggie Escape

Hey nerds. I'm going to blog about something a little bit more personal, something that I hold near and dear to my heart- Maggie. My dog. The best dog ever, I might add. Lemme just give you a quick formula to obtain such an amazing dog like Maggie:
Maggie=extremely fluffy+good sense of humor(an awesome beard)-calm+can also be hysterical
So yeah. That's my dog. She's a Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier, which is basically fancy for "Medium Sized Extremely Hairy Likes-To-Jump Beast". Here-I'll even post a picture of the adorable little thing:

Yeah. I know. You just died, death by cuteness. It happens to me a lot: don't worry it's common. Haha, I know she isn't exactly the picture of beauty, but in our family she's like a sister. 

Anyways, I'm going to tell you one of the many stories that Maggie embarks on! In fact, whenever this happens, I will just simply title it, "Maggie Post." So, from now on, I might do an occasional Maggie Post. Ok, shush, the story's starting. You don't want to miss it! 

So my mom comes home, frazzled and askew as usual, only with this bundle of fur ^^ in tow. She comes in, and she's like:

"Guys....have you seen Maggie lately?"

And of course, my siblings and I were all like...."Uh, no." Great owners, we really are. I think honestly all we could remember was that Nathan, my brother, had let Maggie out to do her thing, and, well, she hadn't came back. 

Well then my mom was like "Yeah, she's been sitting in the front yard." 

What the actual?!? Wow Maggie, where the heck have you been? So Mom lets down Maggie from her arms, and she instantly comes and sits by my feet, looking at me like she's been living in the streets or something. And trust me, SHE HASN'T. She is suchhhhh an indoor dog. If we let her run loose....well, I wouldn't really want to look at the outcome. Anyways, apparently Maggie had sneaked out the back fence and was just chilling on the front yard. But the thing was, when Mom had gotten home, she had this terrified look on her face, like, omg omg I didn't actually think I would get this far, I don't know what to do take me home take me home take me home!! 

So that's the story of the not-so-great Doggie Escape. 

Ciao, nerds.

1 Week, Nerds!

Hey, nerds! So After yesterday, the 18th of January, it has now been officially a 10 days since I first posted on this thing! Yay!!! And, since things have started off pretty successful (10 days, 75 pageviews) I thought that we should celebrate! Now everyone, clap your hands for all the things you've done for this blog! 

Well, right now my GIFs aren't working, which is pretty sad, because I found a pretty sweet GIF of the No Cat clapping, which is a feat in itself. Once I can get the GIFs rolling, I promise ya I will have plenty of awesome GIFs that will blow your mind. BLOW THEM. HAHHHAHAHAHA. 

So thanks for everything everyone has done! Stay tuned, nerds! The ball has only just starting rolling! 

3 Things Going On With American Idol Right Now

Well, lemme just tell ya. Right now, as I am typing this, I am also simultaneously watching American Idol! Wow, the word simultaneously is a big word....
Anyways, BIG changes have been made to American Idol. For one thing, we have acquired 3 new, well, interesting judges- popstar Nicki Minaj, country man Keith Urban, and the lovely Mariah Carey. 
This is NOT a match made in heaven. In fact, I think that God might want to keep these judges, along with Randy Jackson, locked up in separate cells when they travel up there! So, this brings me to my topic: 3 Things that I'm noticing coming up with American Idol. These findings are based on the first episode, so if you notice anything different please feel free to tell me in comments! 
1). Diva Clash, Baby 
So we welcome two different kinds of divas onto American Idol. The classy, high octave range, beautiful singer Mariah Carey. And then we have the....um, can we say unique? How about no. Let's just go all out, folks. Then we have the MONSTROUS, flamboyant, multicolored Nicki Minaj. If, you have been some sort of social hermit, this is a picture of a general first impression I think everyone gets: 

No words. Just no words. 

Anyways, I think you can see how this two different diva types would collide. Half of the new season of American Idol is arguing between---yep, you guessed it, the TWO DIVAS.

Take it down a couple notches; no, a thousand notches, ladies. Believe it or not, American Idol is a show about people showcasing raw TALENT: not bickering with this lady up here ^^. 

It's actually a little funny to listen to Ryan Seacrest comment on all the mini diva tantrums. It's just the bickering, AGAIN and AGAIN. Why don't we interrupt the show with a broadcast about cute kittens? Or an engaging telethon about the history of chairs? Or SOMETHING else to distract us from the human rainbow?!?!

So yeah, as you can tell, I'm a little bit upset. JUST A FREAKIN LITTLE. 

2). You Stink, You Stink, You All Suck

Now, I don't know if this has to do with judges, or the show, or just maybe the people. But it seems like more and more people are being turned down. So like, the scenario would go like this:

Contestant: **beautiful amazing singing that captivates me and my mom, clapping and smiling**

Judges (mainly Miss Minaj and RJ) **laughing hysterically and clapping along too**

Contestant: So, you really liked it, yeah? **smiles, hopeful**

Miss Minaj: Oh no, girlfrand. It-it just doesn't have da...star facta. I mean, you are pitch parfect, wif a pretty face and even tone, and a budding quality that could easawlay develop on dis show, but we're too lazay to work on it. 

RJ: Yo bro, she's right dawg. You sick, but not sick enough. Better to return to the home turf, bro. 

Keith Urban: Dude, you nice. I like it. You sound good. 

Mariah Carey: Sugar bear, how do I put this nicely...you are amazing, a phenomenal star, but the other judges said no so I'll say no. But come back next year, okaaay? 

Keith Urban: Dude, you nice. I like it. You sound good. But no.

Contestant: Okay. Thanks everyone. I love you all. **walks away sadly**

Judges: **stare at the contestant, then quickly get sucked into an argument between the two divas** 

That's a little take on American Idol. Of course, I may of improvised a little bit, but I'm just trying to set the foundation of criticism American Idol contestants are receiving here. 

I just honestly think that there's some pretty newfound talent going unnoticed here. The point of American Idol is to turn an ordinary, starstruck person into an "American Idol", right? It takes some work, and training. I mean, Carrie Underwood came from an isolated small town in the country, and she's an amazing country star now. Just because they have a good voice but don't have the "star factor", Miss Minaj (I think I'm going to call her that, from now on), doesn't mean you can't turn this person into a true singer. 

3). Randy, You're Turning, Bro! 

Randy, Randy, Rannnnndayyyy. You have stuck on American Idol for how many years now? You must be sick of the horrible-singing contestants, breakdowns from bratty stars, the tension between judges, and your glasses hanging too far down on your nose. But you are, essentially, one of the few remaining symbols of American Idol. You've stuck by your instincts, wit, and dope earrings and created fantastic stars. 

But yet, I see you, YOU, Randy Jackson, of all people, you agreeing and not even considering potential stars! He doesn't even seem to consider his OWN opinion, just the opinion of Miss Minaj and Mariah. He seems so absorbed by the diva drama and yellow and orange wig of Miss Minaj that...well....don't tell anyone, but...I think Randy and Minaj have had a... FLING, or two.

Come on, you know it's gotta be true! The boob-poppin Minaj and earlobe-studded Randy would make a cute couple! 

No?

Haha, I was joking. Of course they got nothing going on. If you believed that, then you just might be another hopeless victim of the contagious internet-tabloid disease. 

I just think that Randy has always been a famous character on American television. He can't change his personality, not when so many things are changing on this famous show. 

So, there are 3 major things going on with American Idol, and I'm not liking them. A bit of originality still remains, though; oblivious Asian contestants, beautiful wonderful stars, tension and drama throughout the competition, and that ember of hope that this legendary show ignites.

Dining Out Yo

Heading out to Black Walnut Cafe to celebrate my bday. I'll give ya'll details later!

Hair Today

Hair today. Pretty simple, a piece braided pinned back. Do you see the sprig of hair sticking out?? Hehe. I don't really care about that, however weird it looks. I'm so bored....
I can either
A) Do my workout (run 1 mile, ab exercises) or
B) Do my homework
The problem with A is, I run on the treadmill and I prefer to run with the TV on. None of my favorite shows are on! And I love running in the cold (like today), except that its far to dark to go outside (I mean, check the window in the picture above).
B is totally out of the question, because who in their right mind would do their homework if they don't have to? I mean, I got like 4 hours before I go to bed. I just need to finish up my math homework. Like, I just have the back of the page left.
So, I'm just gonna hang out on the internet a bit longer until I really get extremely bored, then I'll get crackin on something.
Everyone who's reading this: do not let yourself fall into a chasm of boredom. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE.

I Draw A Little

Hey nerds. So, I'm making another blog, this time of everything that I draw.
Yes, I draw. Surprise. Woohoo.
So on that blog I'll basically post drawings, with occasional tips and videos on how to draw some things. Please spread the word! I'll post the link and one of my drawings in a later post. 
So....
what's shaking guys? Tomorrow's my bday. I'm really excited! We're going to go out to eat, then on Saturday go shopping, and on Monday ice skate and eat at the Galleria!! Woohoo! 
Anyways. I'll do a birthday post sometime this week that'll detail every minute of it. EVERY. MINUTE. 
Be scared. 
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It's A Girl Thing

Boys are always complaining about us guys. Working us out, figuring out our mazelike brain. Well, we'll give you one helpful tool to help uncover the mystery; our secret language. 

The video says it all, man. 

I'm Writing A Book!

Okay, so I have some ideas running in my head. With some careful consideration and considering the consequences (about 2 minutes) I decided that I want to write a book! Woohoo! 
So, you might be wondering what this book might be about. I don't really know the target audience....young adults, maybe. Teenagers. I hope that I can finish this book sometime next year; I want it to be full of depth, excitement, and intelligence. I know that sounds kind of weird for a kid my age, but I want to be an actual book. I want to get it published :) That's one of my life goals: getting a book published. Maybe I can get that goal accomplished sometime soon. Anyways, the subject of the book: 
mobs. Gangs, mobsters, gansters, organized crime.....
This is going to be about what it'd be like if mobsters took over. 
Does that sound good? I thought it'd be an interesting subject. Fiction of course, there's a plot and everything. That I haven't figured out yet. But trust me, I will work on it. It will not be one of those projects where I have no idea what I'm doing. 
This is going to be Project Mob. 
So, I guess I'll throw a page together on Twizzler that shares some information with you, facts I found while researching, excerpts from my draft, ideas for plot....
So that's about the only breakthrough I've made today. So glad it's the weekend....

Me Unveiled

I think that a good blog can be comfortable and easy to access, friendly and relatable. So, as part of an attempt to connect with you guys, I am going to post a picture of me.
Rules--I'm sorry, but I gotta set some guidelines. I'm not a model, I know that, but I also know that there are some very creepy people in this world.
Guidelines:
-no questions about location
-I will never reveal my location, unless I'm away somewhere where lots of people go. If you know me, you should know where I am and what I'm doing, via Instagram.
-If you don't know me, please follow this blog and comment, by all means! But don't ask any very personal questions; like my age, birthday, location, etc.
-If there's any harassing or rudeness on here, you're out. I know this isn't a popular blog, guys. But if I get to that point, I know there's always a lot of rudeness, so just please refrain.

Anyways, love this blog like I do! I'm trusting ya'll with my thoughts, experiences, ideas and secrets! And my face....

Alright, so.....

Twizz out 

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A Thought On Hybrids

So in science class today we started learning about genes, genetics, reproduction, and all that other stuff that's too awkward to talk about. Genetics are pretty interesting, at least that's what I think. It's cool to know that I inherited my dad's brown eyes because my mom's blue eyed recessive trait is a freakin weakling. It's also cool to know that I can blame all my insecurities and health problems on my parents as I grow up. It's also even cooler to know that blonde hair is way outweighed by blackies, so being a blonde (and not a FAKE one) is certainly some sort of accomplishment. (best blondie, maybe?)
 But what really spurred me into thinking was the idea of "hybrids", or crossbreeds of two different species. The rule goes, says my annoying science sub and Mom, is that even if the two different species manage to reproduce, (how would they even make them do that?!) the offspring would not be able to reproduce. 
So, of course, I was severely disappointed that I couldn't own a family of ligers. 
What are ligers, you may ask? Well, I could give you a paragraph full of genetic codes and scientific explanations, but I am just going to present you with this simple equation: 

Lion+tiger= this monstrosity 
Well, I have no possible idea of what you thought of when you saw that picture, but I'm just going to give you a little scenario inside my head: 
"Hahahahahahahahahahah no but seriously that's just a fat tiger." 

Well, that thing is really big. Here, I'll even show you a picture of people standing next to this giant-

Well, ligers are freakin huge. See their belly? The stomach of a lion and faded stripes of a tiger. THE LIGER, everyone. 
The liger must feel awkward when he's with his friends. 
Anyways, that got me thinking: what if people just cross-bred all different types of animals? Of course, that would be sick and inhumane, and that poor hybrid sucker would probably be a mutated mess for the rest of its life. 
But anyways, this is hypothetical thinking, right? So I found some pictures on the internet, and some of them are just way too cool- or hilarious- or disturbing. 
(Just saying~~~none of these are real. Photoshop, everyone. If you actually thought that there are such things as alligator frogs, then you need your brain rechecked.)

Now with those freakish creatures in your mind, I bid you goodbye. 

Twizz out 
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Texas Rainsaw Massacre

Well, I hope you guys are all having a party in the Northern US, because as far as I know it's a freakin Texas RAINsaw Massacre here out in Katy. And I'm talkin serious rain. Like screaming bloody murder, hoping you make it out alive, trying to help your unfortunate friend who's bike lock got stuck from certain watery death rain. 

And I had to bike home. Insane or what? So, here in Katy, there's a flood warning, and my parents expect me to bike home in the mud. And rain. And thunder.

Now, don't get me wrong. I love rain. If it were up to me, I would run happily in the rain, squealing and jumping. But when it's pouring sheets, well....I prefer to be nice and dry. 

So let me give you the scenario: soaking wet, without a jacket, shivering down to the bone.Wind and spheres of water pelting your eyes, relentless and messing up your contacts. Your sneakers and adidas pants sagging with water. Kids fleeing everywhere, hopping into cars and buses, while you're stranded at the bike racks frantically trying to help this poor kid unlock his bike. It was horrible, man. The bike racks were actually a sort of station for frantic moms calling their kids. Um. did they fail to notice the 10 or so kids stranded at the exact same place they were? 

Anyways, eventually me and Andrew were picked up by my dad. Apparently his kid braving the flood wasn't such a good idea 

That's my Katy rain experience. Share your rainy day story in comments!!!! Like down here

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Welcome to The Twizz

Hey nerds. So I bet you came to this blog and you were like, ooh, Twizzlers. Then you scrolled down and thought WTF does this have to do with Twizzlers? Well, I'll tell all about the start of this blog. So sit your butt down. I like reliving my stories.

Once upon a time a teenage girl was inspired to start a blog that would catch on, one that everyone would enjoy. It also had to serve as sort of a mini journal, though trust me no specific secrets would be shared. I need an area to cultivate my ideas, and share reviews and opinions.  What's something quick, easy, and enjoyable?
Boom. Twizzler. The Twizz was born.
Actually, I'll just use "borne" instead of "born", it makes it sound way cooler.
The Twizzler updates daily, so you can always count on the Twizzler to be chock full of stuff by 8:00 at night. 
So, my little friends, enjoy. I hope this is a sensational experience that will leave you cracking up on the verge of tears, satisfied, and updated.

Twizz out
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