Life is busy busy

Oh...Hey Amy.

Today I was bored with everything I own so I tried on something that was yours. It was weird, so I tried on something else, but it smelled bad. So You should be happy to know that I settled on wearing Angela's things today instead of yours.

Actually I'm not really wearing Angela's things. I kind of consider accessories (scarves, earings, necklaces, bracelets, headbands, hats, shoes) to be in the gray area between yours, mine and angela's clothes. Like, is not such a really bad sin if I just wear her scarf or hat as it is if I wear her shirts or jeans. I did wear her scarf yesterday, and I was also going to wear her hat that is more mine than hers because shes never warn it, but I couldn't find it. I found it when I got home though.

But don't worry, I wasn't hatless. I wore one of the dearings. It was blue and green and it had moose on it. mooses. mooseplural. Geeses. mouses. Brandon was actually wearing it but he wasn't utilizing it enough and my ears were cold.

Yesterday I did a really cool dance with nicole that I kind of got from Step Up 3, and also I did a really cool knee slide thing on ice, because I'm awesome.

We also saw bridge to terrabithia, and as always, the whole theater was full of middle school kids. Some of them were younger though, too. There was a girl from my Drama class who was sitting on the other side in the front row, so we were kind of like looking at each other. She was wearing a black and pink formal dress, like it was homecoming or something. And black tights. Me and Sydney said she might be going to a funeral after. I don't think so though. Its just like her to do something like that.

Her name is Alex and she played wolf man in our first show. She's the girl who always does the English accent if you tell her to change her voice for a different character. It got annoying.

I also went to ragz with Sydney (the store with the tie vests and amazing other stuff) I love everything there, and Sydney does too. I wandered around for like thirty minutes thinking about how I loved everything so much. Me and Sydney decided we are going to work there when we get older.

I think its also safe to say that I have never seen another white person in that store. Its cool.

This week I learned what Dante's last name is, and then I learned to spell it. I bet you don't even know what it is. Thats how cool I am.

Its Alighieri. Yea.

You know that Hot Chocolate that angela kind of spilled all over my whale stuffed animal and then I left the half full cup on the desk? Well its still there, and it smells bad, and yesterday I figured out that its not moving, and then I tried to pick it up, and it was so stuck, it took me four minutes. It was crazy.

Its actually still up there. I tipped the cup sideways and it didn't move hardly. Gross. I have to deal with it soon, but I don't really want to.

I guess I'll see you soon or something. I might actually come stay with you guys this week. Wouldn't that be totes awesome? If I do come I'm bringing a breakfast of my choice, because now every time I think of how sunny and light and beautiful mor mors kitchen is in the morning, I also get this hungry feeling. Because every time I see that light, I'm hungry, and I have to eat granola that is so hard I can't tell if its stale or not, or bread that takes 10 years of my teeths life, its so tough.

Also if I come up there I'm going to go shopping, probably at forever 21 or target and buy a jacket or two or three or five and like ten pairs of jeans. I could never have too many jeans, and right now I don't have enough.

Dear Michelle

Dear Michelle,

Right now, I am in a suburb of the city of Listlessness. This suburb is called Aimless. I like it here because it sounds like my name a little bit. In Aimless, it is snowing. I am sitting in a corner of the Hoodie School of Hoodlumly Hooligans. So far, I have killed two hours and forty-four minutes. This two hours and forty-four minutes is situated between today's first shift of work and the tutor meeting this afternoon. You know how I used it? I watched Zombieland. It was hilarious. It was also disgusting, but in a hilarious way. If you're into things like geeky kids with shotguns and zombie clowns. And Bill Murray.

I would like to be home. And, in a couple of hours, I will be. But I still have to get through the tutor meeting, which Kathryn said would be, quote, "short and sweet." So not too long now. Except this morning when I got up before the crack of dawn I forgot that I was planning to come home tonight so I didn't grab necessities like underwear and makeup. That's okay though. I think I still have some at home and I'll just borrow your mascara if I need it (...right?). I will come home toot-sweet. Toute de suite. Today someone at work asked me to read a piece of spam mail they'd received that was written in French, and I committed utter fail by not being able to get the gist of it for like five minutes. It was only a few sentences, and I still couldn't pick out more than a couple of words I knew. It was sad. Don't worry, though, it was nothing important. Just someone trying to scam people out of their visa numbers.

-Amy

P.S. It's an analogy. And it was a good one.

Boredomland

The is a rather large island off the coast of Cleveland Missouri.

sometimes its covered in fog and you can't even tell its there, because you just aren't paying any attention to it, but most times its right there, big and obvious like a sore thumb.

On this island there are seven villages, but no one lives in any of them. They look kind of abandoned and scary, made up of nothing but huts and cobwebs.

The first village, and the biggest, is called Everything. The second village is called Life, the third, School, the fourth Internet, the fifth Books, the sixth Cold the seventh Facebook.

These are the villages on the island of Boredomland, otherwise known as LonelyLand or Tiredland.

Its a sad, sad place.

And I am in it. All. The. Time.

That was totes migotes the coolest analogy thing I have ever done. Or was it a metaphor?

Amy I need you to come home. Right. Now.

Home Alone. Doing Chores.

So far the list is like this:

Feed cows (5 buckets)

Feed birds

Feed cats

Bring wood down and put some on the fire

Take out trash

Take out recycling

Take out compost

Call school and schedule piano lessons

Write blog post

Make sure Michelle practices the piano

Make a snack to take to a party today

It's pretty intense over here. Good thing I don't have much to distract me. I finished Bones last night, at least what's on Netflix. Overall I'd give the show something like 4 out of 5 because it's fun and interesting and there are cops and science. And Hodgins. Also I'm much better at naming the bones in the skeleton (though it still beats me what the lateral epicondyle is).

I got back to Mor Mor's on Tuesday, work on Wednesday, and school on Thursday. I CAN'T WAIT even though my work schedule is what I would call a complete trainwreck. I need to get back into the swing of things or I'll go crazy with sitting around doing nothing. Well, not today. Today I'm not doing nothing. I'm doing chores.

-Amy

Braces is death

Beauty is Pain

They say that beauty is pain,
and what doesn't kill you makes you stronger,
well I don't think that's true.
I don't think that's true.
Beauty is foundation, concealer and mascara,
you are metal and elastic and plastic.
Sometimes you're colorful, which kind of helps,
but not very much,
because beauty is not pain.
beauty is foundation, concealer, and mascara.
You push and pull and whip my teeth into shape,
you make my gums bleed
You make my roots ache.
The only good thing about you is:
You give mom an excuse to by jell-o and pudding for me,
you make me appreciate my teeth.
My free teeth. Clean and delicious.
Braces, you make my breath bad.
You are pain, but you are not beauty.
beauty is foundation, concealer, and mascara.
What doesn't kill me does make me stronger,
but you don't make me stronger,
you make my teeth hurt,
and you make me not able to eat yummy crunchy foods.
You are ugly and a nuisance.
All adolescent children despise you.
Braces are not beauty.
I definitely don't think that's true.
I don't think that's true.

"We're not in Kansas anymore"

Well, I'm truly getting back into things. It's my first week back to piano, literature class and the orthodontist. And youth group also, but that was canceled tonight because its a snow day.

Snow day? again?

Wow, this is the third one in a row, and the weather is not planning to get any warmer any time soon. I have a feeling its going to stay exactly like this for like three weeks, and then we're gonna have a really weird hot day, and its all going to melt. All of it.

I wonder if the school would have three weeks of snow days. They seem like they might have to if they're just going to wait for the snow to melt.

Don't get me wrong, people-who-go-to-school, its great to have snowdays, they're awesome, I'm sure. I wouldn't know, but from what I hear, they sound pretty amazing...

You're right. I am pouting about my lack of snow days, but I can't help it. Its not my fault that I happen to have a few friends who go to school and are getting this whole week off.

It doesn't help that Amy isn't doing school either. Even if there wasn't snow, she still wouldn't be doing school. Its going to be spring before she gets off her Christmas break. She'll be like, 'ok, I'm gonna hibernate for the rest of the winter (and possibly spring), and then in three months, when my school starts, I'll wake up and get into the real swing of things, cool with that?'

But its probably all for the best that Amy doesn't have school. I hear those community colleges are like those child labor camps when it comes to getting school off.

This one time there was a tornado. Or two. Or three, and they didn't cancel.

This is Kansas, you know -- tornadoes are around here like the sun is around in the desert.

But only during tornado season. Which, if I'm not mistaken, is around the march, april, may time.

Some day, I will be blown up into a tornado, house, dog and all, and be swept to a far away land, beyond the rainbow.

Or maybe I'll be swept into a spaghetti tornado and spat out into the ocean, after meeting a couple of people inside.

Or maybe ---...I can't think of any more tornado movies.

But I can think of a lot of movies that make tornado/Wizard of Oz references. The most common being, "You're not in Kansas anymore" (Avatar, Honey I shrunk the kids, Inkheart, every mary-kate and Ashley episode EVER, The Matrix, and, according to this blog every movie on that video)

I went to the orthodontist and my teeth hurt muchly.

Any sort of sympathy accepted. Even sarcastic, because when it comes to sympathy, my brain filters away all the sarcasm, and I'm left with just plain sympathy. Usually I end up using that filter a LOT around this house.

Its actually quite sad.

The rest of my life

I very often think about the future. Usually I think about how awesome it will be.
Sometimes I think about what will happen, but there are so many things that could happen that it hurts my brain to even think about it.

I mean obviously there are things that I'm interested in that I want to invest more time in when I get older, but that doesn't narrow it down that much. I could see myself doing a LOT of things, and going a lot of places in the very near, to very distant, future.

The three things that I'm most interested in, as far as like, career choices go, (not like I'm saying career is the ultimate grown-up thing, I'm going to do so many other awesome things beside my career. Like bungee jumping and fulfilling my bucket list) pretty much have almost nothing to do with each other. They're Preforming arts, ( I would go into dancing, and possibly acting. Singing is cool too. Maybe I'll be a triple threat! YES!), psychology, (like what would I do if I went into that? I don't know, something boring. I think I just want to learn more and more about it, but I don't want to like...do that) and cosmetology, which would be totally fun.

Somehow, with all of these, combined, I will become not only the president of the world, but also the coolest person in the world. And the funnest, because I'm doing the funnest stuff all the time.

Geddit?

Also, here's whats horrible about homeschooling.

I mean, I'm sure people are going to school today, because, I mean, it hasn't snowed that much, I mean it hasn't even covered the grass all the way, but considering it hasn't really snowed at all this year (it snowed once, like a quarter inch), its somethin' amazing.

Anywho, about whats horrible about homeschooling: when it does snow a ton, (like...which doesn't really ever happen) we don't get school off. I remember for like three years, Kristi, my neighbor, had school off, and she would walk to my house with a sled, and hang out all day, because she had no school, but while she hung out, I would have to do school, or maybe before she came, or after she came, or whenever, but I would have to do school. And while there was a friend over. I was like the mother of doing that, because a lot of people who worked at the Greenhouses had little children my age, and they would always come over whenever they didn't have school, which was like always, and I never had school out. Its sad.

But now that I do Monarch the internet school, I get like, Martin Luther King day off, and Presidents days. Its sweet! But no surprise snow days...not for little homeschooled Michelle. I sit in the corner diligently doing school while everyone else lazes around doing who knows what.

Actually, if its Amy, then I know whats she's doing. I know what she's been doing for the last four weeks, and what she will continue to do for the next week and a half. Either, watch Bones, read Cracked.com, read something on canhascheeseburger, watch more Bones, read a really big boring book, write in her journal or on her computer, watch more Bones, or watch more Bones.

And in the case of Joesph, he is either on his computer ( I don't know what he does on there, but I gauge how unsociable he is feeling by weather or not his huge close-out-all-other-noises headphones are on or off. Though he probably doesn't gauge it that way, he probably just puts them on if he wants to watch another episode of the 29th season of Stargate, or another episode of pirated Dexter.) or taking wood down to the wood burning stove so that all the woman in the house who care about warmth will be warm.

Joseph doesn't care about warm. He cares about comfortable, which is usually around 62 and 1/4 degrees. He works better when its cold. Though not too cold, because when its too cold he stays home from work and puts a blanket around his shoulders while he reclines at his computer. Somewhere I heard that the colder the temperature is, the better the computer works. I suppose he is kind of like a computer.

Whereas the girls like Angela and Mom and Kristin and Amy like it to be about 100 degrees. Celsius. All the time.

Its such a struggle living in the Sullivan household. *Siiiiighhh*