CALIFORNIA!!!!!
Okay, I'm not there yet. But tomorrow, around 10:30 AM (I think), I WILL BE! WOOT WOOT!
So. I found out the other day that I get Facebook on my phone. WEIRDEST THING EVER. Actually, watching Youtube videos on my phone was weirder. Suddenly, Harry Potter can be a part of my phone---
(One of my favorite videos ever! Harry Potter in Five seconds... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeYOdgwByLc
Oh, it's a good one. As is The Lion King in Five Seconds. But you can find the link to that on your own.)
HOWEVER-- I found that I do not get blogger.com on my phone. (Sad sigh). So, although I can watch weird people do weird things, and wish someone happy birthday while in the middle of the carwash, I cannot blog from my cellular device.
Aww, dang.
4.05.2010
TOMORROW ROCKS!
GUESS WHAT'S COMING OUT TOMORROW?!?!?!?!
THE RECKONING!!!
CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
(Oh... it's a book I've been waiting for for like, a year!!!!! I thought it was coming out on May 1st-- MY BIRTHDAY!-- BUT IT'S COMING OUT TOMORROW!!!)
I was just checking up on my facebook ON MY PHONE... who knew I could do that?... and there was a post from THE RECKONING FAN GROUP saying "NO POSTING SPOILERS!!!" Which, obviously, had me confused, so I looked it up... AND TA-DA!!! TOMORROW!!!
Guess who pre-ordered on Barnesandnoble.com?!?!?! DUDE. SO STOKED.
... Oh. I just realized that my last post was about my obsession of books. And how I was vowing to use the library from now on. Dang.
Okay, THIS is the last book I'm buying instead of borrowing at the library. (Cough cough... no need to mention the two I bought today... BUT THEY WERE AT WALMART, SO THEY WERE CHEAPER!!! Also, not to mention that I went to buy a whole different book, but they didn't have it, so I still need to get it... um, cough cough)
I told you. I have a problem.
(AND WHEN IS THE NEXT ERAGON FINALLY COMING OUT? I mean, honestly. GEZ.)
THE RECKONING!!!
CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
(Oh... it's a book I've been waiting for for like, a year!!!!! I thought it was coming out on May 1st-- MY BIRTHDAY!-- BUT IT'S COMING OUT TOMORROW!!!)
I was just checking up on my facebook ON MY PHONE... who knew I could do that?... and there was a post from THE RECKONING FAN GROUP saying "NO POSTING SPOILERS!!!" Which, obviously, had me confused, so I looked it up... AND TA-DA!!! TOMORROW!!!
Guess who pre-ordered on Barnesandnoble.com?!?!?! DUDE. SO STOKED.
... Oh. I just realized that my last post was about my obsession of books. And how I was vowing to use the library from now on. Dang.
Okay, THIS is the last book I'm buying instead of borrowing at the library. (Cough cough... no need to mention the two I bought today... BUT THEY WERE AT WALMART, SO THEY WERE CHEAPER!!! Also, not to mention that I went to buy a whole different book, but they didn't have it, so I still need to get it... um, cough cough)
I told you. I have a problem.
(AND WHEN IS THE NEXT ERAGON FINALLY COMING OUT? I mean, honestly. GEZ.)
4.03.2010
Dorks 'R' Us... or, well, Me.
Well. It's official. I have a problem. A book problem.
Sigh.
I'm a book addict.
I guess this better than, say, a crack addict... a shoe addict... a warm and fuzzy kitten addict *cough cough STEPHANIE*... but I mean, really. Plowing through your average novel in a matter of three-four hours JUST ISN'T OKAY. I need to find a cheaper hobby. Okay, it's cheaper than, say, sky-diving or... something... but it's not like you'd go sky-diving every single day, right? Okay, well, maybe you would, but not if you're a college student like me... which I only partly am right now because I'm off semester...
ANYWAYS. Gez.
No, but seriously. In the past month, I've read like, seriously? A dozen books.
They are as follows:
1) Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo (An amazingly cute book, complete with talking toothpick)
2) Leven Thumps and the Whispered Secret (A grave disappointment)
3) Evermore: the Immortals (<3)
4) Blue Moon: The Immortals
5) Shadowland: The Immortals
6) Old Magic
7) Night Runner (Turned out to be stupid a vampire book... I HATE IT WHEN BOOK COVERS DON'T TELL YOU NECESSARY PARTS OF THE PLOT...)
8) The Hourglass Door
9) Maximum Ride: School's Out, Forever
10) Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports
11) Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (I forgot how amazingly cute the early Harry Potter's are!)
12) City of Bones (<3)
13) City of Ashes (<3 <3)
14) City of Glass (<3 <3 <3!!!)
15) Remembering Issac
Ah. Fifteen. That's a lot of books.
That's a ton of MONEY on books.
They tell me there's this thing called the library... I don't really understand the concept, I guess... Actually, I just haven't had the time (or felt well enough) to go find out library, convince them that I DO in fact, live here in Layton, Utah (not that I'm proud of it), and then browse around through the ancient books. They don't have the new book smell (super big puppy-dog-face pout). I live off that new-book smell.
And I've also just realized what a total DORK I am.
Hm.
Actually, I'm kind of okay with that :D
Sigh.
I'm a book addict.
I guess this better than, say, a crack addict... a shoe addict... a warm and fuzzy kitten addict *cough cough STEPHANIE*... but I mean, really. Plowing through your average novel in a matter of three-four hours JUST ISN'T OKAY. I need to find a cheaper hobby. Okay, it's cheaper than, say, sky-diving or... something... but it's not like you'd go sky-diving every single day, right? Okay, well, maybe you would, but not if you're a college student like me... which I only partly am right now because I'm off semester...
ANYWAYS. Gez.
No, but seriously. In the past month, I've read like, seriously? A dozen books.
They are as follows:
1) Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo (An amazingly cute book, complete with talking toothpick)
2) Leven Thumps and the Whispered Secret (A grave disappointment)
3) Evermore: the Immortals (<3)
4) Blue Moon: The Immortals
5) Shadowland: The Immortals
6) Old Magic
7) Night Runner (Turned out to be stupid a vampire book... I HATE IT WHEN BOOK COVERS DON'T TELL YOU NECESSARY PARTS OF THE PLOT...)
8) The Hourglass Door
9) Maximum Ride: School's Out, Forever
10) Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports
11) Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (I forgot how amazingly cute the early Harry Potter's are!)
12) City of Bones (<3)
13) City of Ashes (<3 <3)
14) City of Glass (<3 <3 <3!!!)
15) Remembering Issac
Ah. Fifteen. That's a lot of books.
That's a ton of MONEY on books.
They tell me there's this thing called the library... I don't really understand the concept, I guess... Actually, I just haven't had the time (or felt well enough) to go find out library, convince them that I DO in fact, live here in Layton, Utah (not that I'm proud of it), and then browse around through the ancient books. They don't have the new book smell (super big puppy-dog-face pout). I live off that new-book smell.
And I've also just realized what a total DORK I am.
Hm.
Actually, I'm kind of okay with that :D
Flush
Dear Stomach Flu:
Next time you decide to reek havoc on my life for AN ENTIRE TWO WEEKS, please send a note. I like to plan ahead. Thanks so much.
-Holly
Next time you decide to reek havoc on my life for AN ENTIRE TWO WEEKS, please send a note. I like to plan ahead. Thanks so much.
-Holly
3.13.2010
I Will Not Eat Them, Sam I Am.
So.
I've realized that in the past like, dozen posts, I've had nothing really to say. Nothing comical, witty, or otherwise. Except boring.
Maybe that's because life is boring? Sigh. I don't know.
So, I'm trying to get back on my game here. I don't want to disappoint, here. Or there. Or on bus, or on a plane, I will not eat them, Sam I am, I will not eat Greens Eggs and Ham!
Umm. Yeah. Sorry. Dr. Seuss tends to slip out every once in a while.
ANYWAYS. So, I'm totally bummed, because my dad went to CALIFORNIA, WITHOUT ME, and is staying a flipping MONTH, WITHOUT ME, IN OCEANSIDE, WITHOUT ME... but he took our internet hookup with him. How am I writing this, you ask? Ahaha, my friend, I have snuck upstairs and onto my grandma's fatty computer. (Okay, it's not fatty, I just can't get used to the normal keyboard. IT'S SO LOUD! Tap-tap-tap-tap... AHH! It's driving me insane!)
Yeah. It kind of scares me up here. Sort of. I don't know why. Maybe it's my grandma's breathing machine thing she uses at night for sleep-apnea or something. It sounds like Darth Vader. Actually, it's kind of funny. I just wish I could use my laptop downstairs again, with Diego sitting on my arms, rendering me pretty much useless.
So, it looks like if I want to do any worthwhile internet using (not that this isn't worthwhile! NO no no! That's not what I meant! Don't get upset, blogger.com. That's so not how I meant it. I meant spending an hour just browsing through stupid stuff, wasting time away on Facebook and MLIA... THAT'S what I meant. Time consuming, not worthwhile), it's gonna be stealing the free-wifi at Barnes and Noble. Which is always very dangerous. Especially seeing as I need sequels/third, fourth, whatever, to about four different books at the time being. Well, it's so many more than that, but there are only four that I've read in the last week that are still fresh in my mind.
Yeah, I have this nasty habit now not being able to read a book in more than one sitting. In other words, I start a book at nine, and stay up until four in the morning until it's finished. And seeing how I've done that the past four nights (yes, meaning four books, hence my previous comments^^^), I'm kinda tired. And in a serious lack of literature.
Sigh.
Where's my Dr. Seuss...
I've realized that in the past like, dozen posts, I've had nothing really to say. Nothing comical, witty, or otherwise. Except boring.
Maybe that's because life is boring? Sigh. I don't know.
So, I'm trying to get back on my game here. I don't want to disappoint, here. Or there. Or on bus, or on a plane, I will not eat them, Sam I am, I will not eat Greens Eggs and Ham!
Umm. Yeah. Sorry. Dr. Seuss tends to slip out every once in a while.
ANYWAYS. So, I'm totally bummed, because my dad went to CALIFORNIA, WITHOUT ME, and is staying a flipping MONTH, WITHOUT ME, IN OCEANSIDE, WITHOUT ME... but he took our internet hookup with him. How am I writing this, you ask? Ahaha, my friend, I have snuck upstairs and onto my grandma's fatty computer. (Okay, it's not fatty, I just can't get used to the normal keyboard. IT'S SO LOUD! Tap-tap-tap-tap... AHH! It's driving me insane!)
Yeah. It kind of scares me up here. Sort of. I don't know why. Maybe it's my grandma's breathing machine thing she uses at night for sleep-apnea or something. It sounds like Darth Vader. Actually, it's kind of funny. I just wish I could use my laptop downstairs again, with Diego sitting on my arms, rendering me pretty much useless.
So, it looks like if I want to do any worthwhile internet using (not that this isn't worthwhile! NO no no! That's not what I meant! Don't get upset, blogger.com. That's so not how I meant it. I meant spending an hour just browsing through stupid stuff, wasting time away on Facebook and MLIA... THAT'S what I meant. Time consuming, not worthwhile), it's gonna be stealing the free-wifi at Barnes and Noble. Which is always very dangerous. Especially seeing as I need sequels/third, fourth, whatever, to about four different books at the time being. Well, it's so many more than that, but there are only four that I've read in the last week that are still fresh in my mind.
Yeah, I have this nasty habit now not being able to read a book in more than one sitting. In other words, I start a book at nine, and stay up until four in the morning until it's finished. And seeing how I've done that the past four nights (yes, meaning four books, hence my previous comments^^^), I'm kinda tired. And in a serious lack of literature.
Sigh.
Where's my Dr. Seuss...
3.06.2010
Best Dance Ever
I think I should stick to writing, not modeling for book trailers. Especially of my own works.
Sooooo... I'm so done with pictures. I don't ever want to take one with Brian again, haha. Apparently we took over 900 today. UGH.
But it was fun. Thanks, Lauren! And all those who participated. Love youuuuuus.
So, after all of the exhaustion of that today, we (the amazing Kerr 133 girls... whom I love dearly... and they know that... and some other kids from their FHE group and Kyle and Lauren and Brian) went to a special needs dance. Yeah, where they brought all these people with disabilities- ranging from like 15 to upper adult- and let them party with those of us who would enjoy hanging with them. Let me just say, amazing experience. (Although I did get rejected by a guy named Jacob when I asked him to dance. Sob. True story, haha.) It was really cool. Especially Nan and Taylor, who were pulling in every "special needs" into our circle, asking the questions, and Taylor's favorite line of the night: "Yeah, I saw you dancing it up over there earlier. You've got some moves!" (or something along those lines). I was so amazed by the two of them. I, being my sort of anti-social self, didn't really ask any of them to dance, just because I don't really talk to strangers well.
And, yes, I'm pathetic, and slow-dancing is one thing I dread more than anything, because it's SO DANG AWKWARD. Especially with "special needs," because I can never gage just how out of it they are (excuse my improper terms), and I don't want to offend them by just assuming that they don't understand stuff or whatever... you know what I mean? It makes me nervous. Especially when I couldn't tell if some of the people there were just socially awkward or considered a "special need." I sincerely hope I didn't mis-label anyone. Which makes me also think... did anyone think IIIIII was a "special need?" (I really hate that term: "special needs." Bad.)
But just standing sort of in the shadows for a few moments, just WATCHING everything that was going on, seeing people who were being so selfless and KIND with these people... it was amazing. I wish I was that good of a person. Definitely something to strive for.
Um... yeah. Like after every dance, however, I've got a headache from Hades. It's totally turning into migraine-status, meaning light and sound KILLLLLLLLLL. Also, like after every other dance, I'm exhausted and my feet hurt. In combination with the fact that I didn't fall asleep until 6:30 this morning, due to the fact that I had caffeine and I was sleeping on a lousy couch with my thin little Batman blanket (YUUUUUS), then got up at 9... yeah, I'm totally exhausted. SLEEP... I need sleep...
Sooooo... I'm so done with pictures. I don't ever want to take one with Brian again, haha. Apparently we took over 900 today. UGH.
But it was fun. Thanks, Lauren! And all those who participated. Love youuuuuus.
So, after all of the exhaustion of that today, we (the amazing Kerr 133 girls... whom I love dearly... and they know that... and some other kids from their FHE group and Kyle and Lauren and Brian) went to a special needs dance. Yeah, where they brought all these people with disabilities- ranging from like 15 to upper adult- and let them party with those of us who would enjoy hanging with them. Let me just say, amazing experience. (Although I did get rejected by a guy named Jacob when I asked him to dance. Sob. True story, haha.) It was really cool. Especially Nan and Taylor, who were pulling in every "special needs" into our circle, asking the questions, and Taylor's favorite line of the night: "Yeah, I saw you dancing it up over there earlier. You've got some moves!" (or something along those lines). I was so amazed by the two of them. I, being my sort of anti-social self, didn't really ask any of them to dance, just because I don't really talk to strangers well.
And, yes, I'm pathetic, and slow-dancing is one thing I dread more than anything, because it's SO DANG AWKWARD. Especially with "special needs," because I can never gage just how out of it they are (excuse my improper terms), and I don't want to offend them by just assuming that they don't understand stuff or whatever... you know what I mean? It makes me nervous. Especially when I couldn't tell if some of the people there were just socially awkward or considered a "special need." I sincerely hope I didn't mis-label anyone. Which makes me also think... did anyone think IIIIII was a "special need?" (I really hate that term: "special needs." Bad.)
But just standing sort of in the shadows for a few moments, just WATCHING everything that was going on, seeing people who were being so selfless and KIND with these people... it was amazing. I wish I was that good of a person. Definitely something to strive for.
Um... yeah. Like after every dance, however, I've got a headache from Hades. It's totally turning into migraine-status, meaning light and sound KILLLLLLLLLL. Also, like after every other dance, I'm exhausted and my feet hurt. In combination with the fact that I didn't fall asleep until 6:30 this morning, due to the fact that I had caffeine and I was sleeping on a lousy couch with my thin little Batman blanket (YUUUUUS), then got up at 9... yeah, I'm totally exhausted. SLEEP... I need sleep...
2.24.2010
"The writer who breeds more word than he needs, makes it a chore for the reader who reads."
Sometimes, i think I'm obsessed. Most times, I know it.
With what?
Writing.
It's my pride and joy, my writing. Lame? Maybe. But it's my skill, my hobby, and what I want to do with my life.
First clue that I'm obsessed: Um, I dream in writing. No joke.
The process of my sleep:
1. As soon as I turn my light out to go to sleep, brainstorming time starts. This started as a result of the fact that I used to insomnia like non-other, and what else was there to do while staring at the dark ceiling for hours on end? Now, it's habit, and it's the best time I have to brain storm.
2. Because I fell asleep brainstorming, whatever I was thinking about goes crazy, making freaking WEIRD dreams.
3. During these dreams, I think: "HEY! THIS WOULD MAKE A GOOD STORY!" so I stop my dreaming, and maybe myself dream it again, narrating it.
Second clue that I'm obsessed? Half the time, I dream of my computer screen. Pulled up to Word.
Yeah. I'm that weird.
Did you hear? I finished my first book!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!! Officially 120 pages, 627 KB, entitled Let It Be.
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!
Can we expect more in the future? You betcha!
With what?
Writing.
It's my pride and joy, my writing. Lame? Maybe. But it's my skill, my hobby, and what I want to do with my life.
First clue that I'm obsessed: Um, I dream in writing. No joke.
The process of my sleep:
1. As soon as I turn my light out to go to sleep, brainstorming time starts. This started as a result of the fact that I used to insomnia like non-other, and what else was there to do while staring at the dark ceiling for hours on end? Now, it's habit, and it's the best time I have to brain storm.
2. Because I fell asleep brainstorming, whatever I was thinking about goes crazy, making freaking WEIRD dreams.
3. During these dreams, I think: "HEY! THIS WOULD MAKE A GOOD STORY!" so I stop my dreaming, and maybe myself dream it again, narrating it.
Second clue that I'm obsessed? Half the time, I dream of my computer screen. Pulled up to Word.
Yeah. I'm that weird.
Did you hear? I finished my first book!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!! Officially 120 pages, 627 KB, entitled Let It Be.
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!
Can we expect more in the future? You betcha!
100th POST!
So, today I saw this kid roller skating while texting, in the rain. I kept waiting for him to wipe out, but he didn't.
Needless to say, I was pretty darn impressed.
Needless to say, I was pretty darn impressed.
Sir Larry, GET BACK HERE!
So, last night, I was watching Harry Potter. Because it's cool.
So I was at the part where Nearly Headless Nick comes by, saying "I prefer Sir Nicholas," in his pompous way, and I was like, "Sir Nick, Sir Nick, why does that sound familiar?" Well, there's SAINT Nick, like, Jolly Odl St. Nicolas," but that wasn't it.
Then I remembered: SIR LARRY! I haven't thought about Sir Larry in MONTHS. And then I felt terrible, like I was losing all my temecula memories. If I haven't thought about SIR LARRY, who and what else haven't I thought about?
Who is Sir Larry? Well, that would by my neighbors cat, of course. Psh. One of the coolest cats ever. Okay, not really, but I thought the name was cool. Because i came up with it, of course.
Sigh.
I miss my Temecula friends.
So I was at the part where Nearly Headless Nick comes by, saying "I prefer Sir Nicholas," in his pompous way, and I was like, "Sir Nick, Sir Nick, why does that sound familiar?" Well, there's SAINT Nick, like, Jolly Odl St. Nicolas," but that wasn't it.
Then I remembered: SIR LARRY! I haven't thought about Sir Larry in MONTHS. And then I felt terrible, like I was losing all my temecula memories. If I haven't thought about SIR LARRY, who and what else haven't I thought about?
Who is Sir Larry? Well, that would by my neighbors cat, of course. Psh. One of the coolest cats ever. Okay, not really, but I thought the name was cool. Because i came up with it, of course.
Sigh.
I miss my Temecula friends.
2.16.2010
Loserish Blog
Check it out... I haven't posted in a super long time...
Sorry. Life has been busy. And not busy. But crazy.
Life often gets in the way of good life. Good life includes blogging. Therefore, life often gets in the way of blogging.
I can't even rememeber what I was going to say.
Something about English Muffins and how they are so dang delicious... well, let's go with that.
One of my favorite foods is nothing but an Enligsh Muffin. Oh, well, um... One of my favorite foods is nothing but an Enlgish Muffin with butter. I think this might be, subconsciously, because they are ENGLISH, and I love all things English, because that means British. I mean, if there were AMERICAN muffins, or... JAMACIAN muffins, yeah, yeah, or MADAGASCARIAN mufffins, I don't think I would like them so much.
Wow. This is a pretty loserish blog. Sorry.
Sorry. Life has been busy. And not busy. But crazy.
Life often gets in the way of good life. Good life includes blogging. Therefore, life often gets in the way of blogging.
I can't even rememeber what I was going to say.
Something about English Muffins and how they are so dang delicious... well, let's go with that.
One of my favorite foods is nothing but an Enligsh Muffin. Oh, well, um... One of my favorite foods is nothing but an Enlgish Muffin with butter. I think this might be, subconsciously, because they are ENGLISH, and I love all things English, because that means British. I mean, if there were AMERICAN muffins, or... JAMACIAN muffins, yeah, yeah, or MADAGASCARIAN mufffins, I don't think I would like them so much.
Wow. This is a pretty loserish blog. Sorry.
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