so this isn't really about anything, but i guess it is at the same time.

So today it was eighty degrees outside and today I decided to jump in my pool. The water began splashing and piling all around me and wetting my hair as I stood in the middle, still and alone. I was still and I guess it would make more sense if I told you it was thunderstorming outside, but if I had you would have thought I was particularly insane for doing such a silly, ludacris thing. That is until my neighbor decided to jump in the seemingly dark blue water as well. And then I felt a little bit less crazy. Like if someone else was doing it with me it must not be so bad. He's quite older than me, I think, because I've never been in school with him and he graduated before I got to the high school. And I wasn't really interested in why he jumped in the pool with me until he tugged at my fingers and they started to feel like they were falling off. Then he told me to get out of the pool. And then he told me to follow him. And so, I did just that.

reasons i love saturday mornings

1. running/soccer games makes me feel good about myself
2. i'm never in a rush to get anywhere
3. i don't work them
4. friends, neighbors, family, i swear someone new is here every weekend
5. (when it's nice outside) laying outside by the pool
6. reading without a deadline
7. popsicles? yea. popsicles.
8. hot cocoa, despite the fact that i have that every morning regardless
9. right now, the random really cute little kid in my backyard.

things that i hate & love at the same time.

1. when people tickle me
2. fainting
3. ice cream
4. running
5. going to work
6. blistering hot weather
7. going to school
8. having a crush
9. touch screen phones
10. pictures

Because you should know by now that my taste in music doesn't match up at all:

my favorite movies are so random.

they don't match up with eachother at all

1. Pearl Harbor
2. Valley Girl
3. Up in the Air

and The Great Gatspy is up there too. but mostly it's just my favorite book so the movie makes me happy as well. a great gatspy shirt would probably be the coolest present ever, just saying. i wish i could write as good as this man:

“Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose, her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.”
-F. Scott Fitzgerald

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.. at cedar point

1. seagull dropping a dead fish two feet infront of my face
2. ashley having a panic attack while we were sitting inside the witches wheel because she saw a spider (it was crazy though)
3. philip's titty-twister bruising matt.
4. katie getting thrown up on :(
5. flash mob.. never happening ugh
6. talking about Lost almost nonstop
7. playing my fishing app on the bus LOUDLY
8. brendan's obnoxious ringtone
9. sunscreen (looks like birdpoop when thrown from a height)
10. (not) doing our physics worksheets
11. officially getting my season pass
12. halle putting her hand in throw up :(
13. blacking out on rides
14. too much sunscreen, but still too much sunburn
15. candy cigarettes
16. this number is sawyer's number on Lost (he's my favoritest favoritest favorite)
17. eating dan's icecream
18. being obnoxious to ashley
19. EVERYTHING.

so i really wanted to post a song by The Cure

But you see the song I wanted to post didn't have any good music videos on youtube. Like, the ones that were decent enough videos to watch, had bad quality sound. And I like quality. But the one with the quality sound was just a blue backround with lyrics. LAME. Nonetheless, if you feel the want to listen to it you can look up the song Just Like Heaven by them and I'm sure you'll find it with no problem. Instead, I give you this:


p.s. it's only the extended one because on the normal version the 'embedded code was disabled upon request.' so yes.

this song will never get old in my book.

wasting time before a soccer game

1. Ever since I scored a goal last week (I usually never score, I always assist) I kind of want to score at least one every game to make my grandpa proud. The look on his face was unfathomable.
2. Sooo, we have the exact same taste in music and movies and lots of other things, when are you going to realize this?
3. A blind date seems like a fun idea.
4. 13 more days of school? I don't even know?
5. I still need to dust and sweep, I'm sort of slacking since I haven't found any more ants. Haha
6. I'm pretty proud of my short story, hopefully my teacher feels the same way about it.
7. I'm definitely going to stop at Burger King on the way to my soccer game. Healthy? No. Delicious? Yes.
8. I heart my new orange watch.
Me: OH MY GOSH DID I SHOW YOU MY NEW WATCH?
Mike: Ooo (sarcastically) Does it light up?
Me: YESSS (proceeds to press light up button and smile)
Mike: (laughs) haha, wowww
Me: I'm such a nerd.
9. OH! And my new sunglasses, those are nice too. I have too many pairs of sunglasses.
10. I'm going to Bucco de Beppos (probably spelled that HORRIBLY) for the first time on Thursday. I'm slightly pumped.

Jessie

Clint stares down at the pink
frosted cake taking up the
entire mahogany table his
knees are tucked under. In
just a few hours, his older
sister should be puffing the
flames away with her wishes.

Birthdays are bathed in those
things. Candles on cakes being
comparable to fairies and
genies. The favorite day of
children alike. Then, shoving
thick cooked batter down
their throats like oxygen.

Clint refuses to join the
festivities this year; he
heads up to his hideaway
bedroom. She should blow
out the candles, but she
won’t. And behind everyone’s
celebrating eyes, you catch
a waft of their denial.

this is what i spent the last hour and a half of my life on.

i know i've already posted way too much for today, but seriously this was probably the best thing that i've done in a long time. i just listened to music while hanging pictures and then when my mom came home i showed her my little project and she loved it. so that made me happy as well. this is just all around a very good day. except for the fact that i probably won't be able to sleep because of nightmare on elm street.

update update update

So I'm like 110% positive that my blog is becoming really boring really fast. Not that it already wasn't. ANYWAYS, I'm doing a great job on my room. Pats on my back, really. So far I've:
-Put away all my clothes
-Washed my sheets and pillowcases (I just need to get them out of the dryer)
-Picked up all the trash (There was A LOT of trash)
-Moved the pointless side table to a different more convenient place in my room, and organized everything in it and on it.
-Organized everything on my "desk"
-Organized the side table that was already by my bed. Organized the top two shelves of the armour.

Bravo, brava. I know. SO, despite the fact that I already made a list of what I should do, for my own benefit I will make another one of things I still have to do. This is the time when you should just click the little red X in the upper right hand corner of your screen (or left if you have a Mac or something).

-Organize my "make up" area
-Organize my dresser
-Get rid of unused clothing
-Dust
-Sweep

It sounds so good when it's only a list of 5 things like that.

all because i found an ant in my room yesterday.

luckily, i WAS indeed able to kill said ant. but it has made me go crazy for cleaning my room ASAP. so, i have decided to make an official plan/to-do list just to make sure i get EVERYTHING that i need to get done, done.

Monday:
-Pick up the hundreds of clothes that I have on the floor and wash the dirty ones.
-Wash my sheets and pillow cases.
-Pick up all the garbage all over my room (in all random drawers I've shoved random papers in as well) and throw them away. Don't be picky, just throw them away.
-After my clothes and sheets are clean, put them where they belong.

Tuesday:
-Straighten up desk area. (It's really just a white table).
-Maybe look for new ACTUAL desks online to replace said table.
-Straighten up dresser.
-Straighten up armour.
-Straighten up makeup area that I rarely even use but it's still a mess (maybe put it all on the clean dresser area??)

Wednesday:
-Move the pointless end table somewhere where it won't be so pointless.
-DUST
-and
-SWEEP

Thursday:
-I'll be at Cedar Point so I really won't feel like cleaning my room anyways.

Friday:
-Go through clothing and get rid of everything I haven't worn in the past 4 years.
-If there's still a lot, go through clothing again and get rid of everything I haven't worn in the past 2 years.

Saturday:
-Be extremely happy with my clean room.
-Give my mom a hug.

Sunday:
THE FINAL EPISODE OF LOST EVER. Not that that necessarily has anything to do with my room at all, but I thought that I'd let it be known.

a list of nothing specific

because i can't really think of anything specific to make a list about.

1. I dyed my hair today. Well, technically a lady named Dana did, but I like it nontheless.
2. My cousin Nikki turned 18 today. Which means I'm officially 17 and a half. She's buying me a lottery ticket, and sending me a picture of her tattoo.
3. I miss Buster (the dog I think I mentioned in the previous post).
4. Going to see Iron Man 2 with Ashleytacular in a few minutes. I've never seen the first one, oh well.
5. I'm pumped to go to Cedar Point next Thursday, and the Tuesday after that, and a million times after that.
6. I can't type well while I'm singing.
7. My eyebrows definitely needed waxing, good thing I did that.
8. "Let's get rich and buy our parent's homes in the south of France."
9. My alarm clock is 5 minutes fast. I don't know why I don't just fix it.
10. 20 more days of school for me. But really 18 because I'm not going two days because of Cedar Point. But really probably 17 because I don't have to go in for one of the final days. WIN.

so much laughing and so much crying

so today i went over my friend Dan's house. they just put their dog to sleep last week and i cried about seven times. i'll probably cry some more. he was pretty much my dog, because they've basically been my second family for the past seven years of my life. anyways, other than the sadness, whenever i'm at their house i basically pee my pants from laughing so much. this is just a random video on youtube that we watched that i thought was rather clever:

they cut my shift 3 hours on sunday, so now i only have 8 hours left.

all this hours and shift stuff sounds really confusing when i try to type it out. but really it's simple, i worked 8 hours every day for friday, saturday, and i'm going to again today. so far, it's only been 16 hours. okay, so maybe i just make it sound confusing because when i reread that i'm not quite sure what i was talking about.

1. i run into the popcorn poppers too too much. i already have a nasty bruise on my right thigh from tuesday. and yesterday i just ran into a different one with my other leg. not nearly as hard, but a bruise and bump are still forming. good job sydney.
2. i made fun of matt for dropping things, and in the midst of doing that i spilled a large popcorn. that's 6.50 worth of popcorn right there! haha just kidding because movie theatres rip people off. BUT HEY, you do get a free refill.
3. the person who chose the flooring for the concession stand of cinemark obviously knew that i'd be working there. and that when someone like me spills things a lot (wet slippery things) THIS floor, the floor they chose, would be the most probable for someone to slip and fall on. thank you.
4. i highly dislike it when people try to hit on me at work. especially girls, have you been talking to my dad lately? haha..ha.
5. our drink carriers don't help someone who has 4 drinks. or even two drinks. or even one drink. you'd be better off just carrying the cup. we do forewarn you, "support the carrier from the bottom." but that's not that simple when you have a large popcorn, seven candies, a water bottle and lots of other overpriced items. in simpler terms, "our drink carriers break, don't ask for one."
6. today is a sunday, and i'm working on satellite (side) concession once again. i HAVE mentioned that i'm bad luck on sundays on satellite right? i thought so.

things that happened during the first 8 out of 27 hours i'm working this weekend.

1. I realized I truly am the most clumsy person at work.
2. I told Kera something that I never thought I'd tell anybody at work.
3. My coworkers officially think I'm both prude AND the most perverted person they work with. Does that make sense? I didn't think so.
4. Even though Charlie* has a load of douche-bag douchey-ness, he's quite fun to work with. And compliments me a lot. "Hey good lookin!" -typical greeting from him.
5. I'm still upset that one certain coworker has a girlfriend, because he is so gosh darn adorable.
6. I just realized this is more of a list of things that I realized than things that actually happened? Maybe it's both.
7. Certain people in the break room need to not spill their sexcapades. Ok.

*Name changed because, yes.

i just have a few things to say today.

1. my stomach has been killing me all day.
2. my best friend Jess won a poetry contest today. this morning she kept saying she sucked at writing, she should have listened to me when i told her that she was awesome. DUH.
3. i got honorable mention in that same poetry contest.
4. i almost passed out in front of an audience reading my poem.
5. my stomach has been killing me all day.
6. i might play on the golf team next year.
7. why am i so obsessed with this one kid cudi song? 'i'm on the pursuit of happiness and i know..' rap usually isn't my thing on a normal day.

just something from creative writing.

“I can’t believe you just bought the tickets without even shooting the idea by me. You did the same thing with the stupid apartment; you didn’t even see if I liked it or not,” Suzie threw the plane tickets across the room and picked back up her paintbrush. “And now I’m stuck painting this God-awful kitchen in attempts to make it something of a home to me.”
“Suzie, you need to calm down. You know I’m only trying to make you happy; I thought you liked surprises,” Charlie grabbed an unused brush and filled his own palette with the rosemary red his wife had chosen. “You’ve always said how much you wanted to go to London.”
“That’s not the point. I want to go to London, but not for my honeymoon. I thought you knew me,” she started making a list on the wall with places she would have preferred to go. “Hawaii, Aruba, Sydney, anywhere but London.”
Walking across the room, Charlie painted the words he started to say out loud, “I’m sorry.” He hugged Suzie until she felt like all of her insides were being squeezed out of her bellybutton.

“There’s nothing we can do about it now, though.”
“Nothing?”
“Nothing. I’m sorry. The tickets that I bought were such a good deal, but they were also non-refundable. I was sure you’d love the idea.”
“I just don’t understand how you haven’t learned what I like to be surprised about and what is the wrong thing to surprise me about.” While she was painting over his apologetic words with two extra coats she said, “A surprise birthday party, that would be something to surprise me about. Not our honeymoon. Not our apartment. Maybe we could sell the tickets to your parents or something?”
“Suzie, you know my parents don’t have that kind of money.”
“Then maybe it could be a gift from us?”
“We just got married and are going to have to pay for our own honeymoon. We just bought this apartment, how would we afford to send my parents on vacation as well?”
“Correction, you bought this apartment. I just thought you’d understand,” she dropped her paintbrush on the ground and splattered red around the bottom half of her jeans. “Damn.”
Charlie stared at the ground while still trying to concentrate on the wall he was painting, “I really don’t know what to say other than I’m sorry.”
“There isn’t anything else for you to say. We’ll go to London for now; I’ll compromise like I always do. It’s fine, nothing to worry about.”
“But a minute ago you were appalled at the idea.”
“No. No, it’s fine. I promise,” Suzie stuttered as she started to walk outside to the breeze that attracted her.
“Stop being stubborn.”
Turning around and impaling Charlie with her eyes she replied, “Stop acting like there’s anything I can do about it anyways. I have to act like I enjoy the idea, then maybe eventually the acting will turn into my real opinion. You never know. Kind of like how someone can think themselves into being sick. I’ll do that with my opinion about this trip to London.”

i've become addicted to fruity pebbles within the last week.

i really have nothing to say, i guess i never do, but i've been thinking quite a lot. and i felt like blogging about what i was thinking. because some of the things are things that i just want to get off of my mind; they've been stuck there for a long while and i kind of want most of them gone. because they get me down a lot. other things are just random things on my mind.

1. so i'm in this band, sort of, and i don't like the music we play. but i like to please people, so i just kind of go with it.
2. for some reason i'm terrible at soccer this year, but it's still fun because that's the point.
3. probably one of the saddest things is when i hear a new song and i know my cousin Jess was never really here to listen to it.
4. i often happen to get myself into bad situations with guys.
5. my best friend is going to look beautiful tonight at prom and i love her.
6. i don't know what i'm doing today after my soccer game. maybe i'll wash my sheets.
7. i've gained about 20 pounds over the past school year. that's awful.
8. i have these two dreams. more like nightmares that i've been having basically back and forth for the past year. i hate them.
9. i really really really really like The Weepies. my soul mate needs to like them as much as i do. if i even really have a soul mate.
10. golf is going to be a blast, i'm rather looking forward to it this year.
11. the concept of ex-boyfriends is lame. i guess everyone's not the same. and i've only really dated two people. one was for over a year and he tells people he hates me and that i sleep around. i don't, i promise. and the other one i dated for less than a week, and he looks at me creepily when we walk past one another in the halls at school. i'm just not a fan of it. maybe that's why sometimes i don't want a boyfriend, because i don't want another ex.
12. f.y.e. only had one cd by The Weepies and it was cracked so i didn't want it.
13. so i'm listening to pandora radio, my station is 'tuned' to the weepies and music like the weepies, of course. and so i've had this other song written on my hand for about a week now that i said i have to listen to called "First Day of My Life" by Bright Eyes and it just came on. that made my day probably.