Holy Cannoli

I can't believe it's may already, where did this school year go?! Prom is NEXT saturday. Early yes I know but still it's here. Work has been sucking lately and yesterday I didn't feel good so I went home. I think I need to find a new job the Old Navy is just not where it's at anymore

lameeeee

I'm so sad that tomorrow I have to walk the halls of UE High School. Number one I was enjoying my April Break WAY too much and don't want to go back. Number two it is my last, LAST, LASSSSSST marking period ever!!! Wow the phenomenon that is Graduation is rapidly approaching! Go UE Class of '08. You know you're all bad ass.

Juno.

I FINALLY saw the movie Juno and I absolutely loved it. Juno's sarcasm and personality is hilarious and Bleeker is just a dork. Movies like that make me laugh and I just love them so much. I love her attitude and her best friend. Juno is just superwoman. Wizard.

Sharpies

Just wanted to shout out to the Sharpie's showin' them some love. I just can't live without these fine point markers and their other family members. =] <3 you Sharpie!

Sunshineeeeee

Finally some sweet weather to help lighten the mood!! It is so nice out today, I'm glad we had a half day so we could enjoy it!!! I bought a lot of stuff today and am now EXTREMELY POOR. I wonder if there is a group for shopaholics because I need to learn how to stop haha. I visited Oswego yesterday and the weather was extremely nice then too. I LOVE IT THERE & CAN'T WAIT TO START SCHOOL. Ciao for now.

Speedy Gonzalez

Holy Cannoli this year has gone by so fast! I feel as if only yesterday it was the second week of school and all of us Exchange Kids (the coolest group ever) were counting down the days until our Italian Students arrived. Now it's like, almost 2 months until school is over and the Class of 2008 graduates. I don't even know what to say about that! I'm excited, nervous, scared, happy and sad all at once. It is very surreal to me. I almost wish I had just a little bit more time with everyone just so that I don't have to lose touch with some people and never talk to them again, I like this bond we have as Seniors, it is a special and unique one. I am ready to experience college, but I know that I am going to be very nostalgic about High School. Oswego* here I come!

*- Yes, I do know it snows a lot in Oswego, and that it will be very cold. Everyone needs to stop saying this to me because I am so very annoyed with constantly hearing it. You don't really think I was completely oblivious to the weather that surround my college of choice?

Woo!

I didn't really know what else to name this post since it is mostly just going to be random anyway. This post is also my 50th! I can't believe I posted that many things already, seriously what did I even talk about? Haha, anyway, mostly I'm a tiny bit jealous that the exchange students are leaving for the amazing Bolzano, Italy tomorrow. I'm only jealous that they get to be in the most amazing place on Earth tomorrow, but I am not the least bit jealous of who they are staying with because I am most confident that our exchange students are way more kick ass then their's will ever be =]. I miss them so much. Each day I think about how life would be if I never met them and it is always a little less bright. I am so thankful for having met them, I love each one of them with my whole heart.

Hooray for my Bed!

My new comforter is spectacularrrrrrrr! I've needed a new one for a few months now since my lovely pet, whom I speak ever so enticingly about, ripped my old one. It is BRIGHT pink with little white polka dots all over it and a light pink underside. Yes, it is indeed reversable and as comfortable as a cloud in heaven, or so one would imagine. I feel as if it now completes me. =]

Northern Downpour

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic clothes and greed, then we should feed our jewelry to the sea

For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can’t believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues

Stripping eyes and flooded lungs
The northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don’t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
What evades my one and lonely

The ink is running towards the page
Chasing off the days
Look back at both feet and that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the worlds a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don’t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
What evades my one and lonely

Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and only

Anne Marie and I

I've known my best friend Anne Marie since I was 2 and she was 3. No I didn't purposely rhyme that previous sentence. I remember vaguely one of the first time I met her or played with her or somethingto that effect. My Mom was outside talking to her Mom and she and I were in her driveway, it was sunny and we were doing something. The "something" part of that sentence is what I meant by vague. Years went by and we only grew closer and closer. We used to have forts and a tree house in the woods across the street and next to my house (which are no longer there), play in her rock pit (also gone), jump rope, hoola-hoop, color with rocks on other rocks, swing and make up weird things to make each other laugh so we could spit iced tea out of our mouths. We were cooky and I love it. I love how through all of this time her and I are still best friends. We hardly ever fight and if we do it can be resolved in seconds. We hang out and talk and I know she's always going to be there if I need her, and I will always to the same for her. Love you Anne Marie =].

Panic! At The Disco

As you may or may not know Panic! is one of my fav. bands. They had a new CD released today and I'm currently listening to it. My thoughts thus far: well, I don' t really know yet. I do like some of the songs but I need to listen to it like 50 times before I get used to the new sound.
Panic! Also decided it would be a bright idea to drop the exclamation point in their name. As a devoted fan, of which I would like to consider myself, I feel that this execuitive decision was very poorly made. That very thing separated them from many other bands and added to their off-beat yet very attractive style. It was part of who they were and I feel that even though they are deciding not to use it I will be the rebel and keep it around. They will always be my P!ATD.
I'm trying to send the CD to my sister via E-mail but the files are so big they take forever to upload. I want to go to a concert so bad, but I have no way to get there since she is gone and I miss her like a psychopath.

Greek

My favorite show right now on TV is hands down GREEK. It started in the summer and lived a short life, but is coming back tonight! Yes, it is about college and life on Greek Row and basically it is just awesome. Cappie is the hottest and my favorite character on the show. He's a bit out of his mind but he knows how to have fun and can be very philosophical. I suggest to the greater population of man kind to watch the season premier tonight. The End.

Freezing!

Think Easter: warm, bunnies, chickies, baskets, candy, bright colors etc. Reality check in Endicott: FREEZING WEATHER, dresses for kids that require layers of sweaters and coats, candy, hours to find clothes if you aren't 5 years old anymore and long family filled days. Okay so, the family part isn't so bad but does it really have to be 27 degrees? I remember Easter in Italy last year, and man that was delicious. It was warm, we grilled 5,000 different kinds of meat, had champagne, it was awesome. My sister is so lucky she can spend Easter in Italy where it is warm... Summer please come soon!

<3 Shopping

Seriously I love shopping. It was probably the brightest idea anyone ever had, who ever invented it that is. I get such a rush when I spend money, especially when it isn't mine haha. There is just a good feeling you get when you're trying on clothes and looking at a potentially new you. The sad thing is when you are all done and you find out you're not only poor but now have nothing to wear. It's like oh you have these new clothes but you wear them to your heart's content and then you feel like you have nothing else. Let's not ruin the shopping high though, I must go now and continue watching The Sound of Music!


I almost forgot! My favorite part is coming home with tons of bags, I love the way they sound. Weird I know, but whatever I like it.

Mommies!

I love my Mommy! She and I are extremely close, I talk to her about everything she doesn't have to ask me what is going on I'll just automatically tell her. We have a ton of fun together shopping, dealing with life etc. I don't know what I would do without her. I often think the things a mother does for her children go unnoticed and I'm here to say they don't but we, your children, are sorry we don't express our gratitude enough. I'm going to go out on a limb and say all children would like to thank their mothers for all that they have ever done for them =]. To all Mommies: Have a fantastic day!

*side note: yes, it is Mommy and not Mom most of the time because I'm still a little kid at heart.

Vernal Equinox

Today is the Vernal Equinox or for those of you who have completely blocked out 9th grade Earth Science, The First Day of Spring. Some first day huh? It's freezing! Anway all I want to encourage you to try before the day is over is balancing an egg. It is said that on the Autumnal Equinox (first day of fall) and the Vernal Equinox it is possible to get an egg to stand up straight because the Earth's axis is, well, equal or no longer at a tilt just for today, hence equinox or, well, equal. Good luck!

Have you ever thought about...

I was listening to Fergie's song Glamorous yesterday and I heard Luda rap something about lettuce. Now this got me to thinking... Have you ever thought about how many different ways people refer to money? I mean lettuce? Come on, you are not buying those clothes with a salad.
So I've thought of some others, feel free to add any or refer to other words that people have other funny words for.

Money: Lettuce, Cheese, Dough, Cash, Bucks, "Dat Money", Beans, Bread, Cabbage, Capital, Coin, Funds, Lucre, Gravy, Moolah, "Wad of Cash", Loot etc.

Money can also be used in speech i.e. Someone is shooting a paper wad into a waste basket and says "MONEY" meaning they made it in.
Fat Joe was also seen "makin' in rain" with money.

And isn't it ironic, don't ya think?

I'm on the phone with my BFFL (pronounced biffle) Christina and she's singing Ironic by Alanis Morisette. I love when she sings to me on the phone and though I can't upload a video of her singing it or put a recording of her up on here I will give you the lyrics and urge you to download this delicious song. Oh yeah, Happy St. Patrick's Day to all the Irish folk, I'm not Irish but you can kiss me anyway :P

An old man, turned 98
He won the lottery, and died the next day
It's a black fly in your chardonnay
It's a death row pardon, two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

[chorus]
It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paidIt's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought? It figures

Mr. Play-It-Safe, was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase, and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life, to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought, "Well isn't this nice?"
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

[chorus]

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face

A traffic jam, when you're already late
A "No smoking" sign, on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons, when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams, and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?
A little too ironic? Yeah I really do think

[chorus]

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way, of helping you out
Helping you out

Bleh

Mark Roberts if you still have your blog, I advise you not to read this post because I'm going to complain about cramps and you are not going to like it. I have the worst cramps in the history of the world this weekend. No joke, I've never had it this bad. I had to work Saturday and that was just like asking for death with the whole, I don't get a break and I must stand for 3 hours and 45 minutes. Let me tell you the medicine didn't last long AT ALL. Then when I went to bed last night, thinking oh I'm going to just be able to sleep this off because I started having lower back pain too I'm sure you ladies know what I'm talking about.
Let's cut to 4 AM. I wake up to... you guessed it... cramps. I HAVE NEVER WOKEN UP BECAUSE OF CRAMPS. I about rolled over and died. I had to get up, and go get meds. Like I wanted to really get up at that hour. Needless to say I found my mom had MIDOL in her room while I'm popping the CVS brand CRAP. Mom, thanks for holding out on me. Ugh, anyway cramps suck and I wish guys could get their period to seriously just know what its like for once.

The Incredibles

I watch The Incredibles every single time it is on TV. I love this movie, and I don't know why really. It's extremely funny but I mean I don't need to see it 1000 times to get it, it is pretty self explanatory haha. Anyway my fav. is Jack-Jack because he's just the cutest baby ever and kicks major ass at the end of the movie. I also love the little kid who sits on the trike outside of the Incredible household, he's hilarious.

Mr. Incredible: "Hey kid, WHAT are you waiting for?"
Kid on Trike: "I don't knowwwww, something amazing I guess!"

hahahahahhaahahaha <3 it.

oh yea, E is pretty kick ass too, she designs the supersuits.

Arch Nem

Technology and I are NOT friends right now. This would be because my phone decided to be stupid and freeze yesterday so that today I had to get it fixed. That isn't the problem anymore however. The problem is that I hate what technology is doing to me. It makes me anxious or have anxiety. I feel like I wait on text messages all the time and now that I don't receive them, atleast from specific people I start to panic. I feel like I'm losing them, or I did something or something happened. Its bad and I hate feeling stressed about a stupid thing like this!
Plus I'm also ticked because I paid 10 bucks for plastic covers that DIDN'T work. and now I have nothing. THANKS V-Z-DUB, THANKS A LOT.

PS- Happy Pi Day. =]

Pleasantville

Oh the joys of Pleasantville... or are there any? I watched that movie yesterday, my Mom hates it, but I enjoyed it almost as much as I enjoyed annoying my Mom to change the channel to it during the movie Rudy. This movie kind of made me think about how ethnocentric Pleasantville actually was and how not cultured they were. I mean everyone always wants to have the Beave's life, where Mother always makes breakfast and Dad wants to play catch in the front yard, but is it really worth it? Would our lives be anymore enjoyable without the crazy amount of chaos we deal with everyday? I think its nice to have a break once in awhile but I would get SO bored sitting home learning to sew or cook everyday of my life, or find out that the pages in books are empty and there is nothing at the end of Main Street or outside of Pleasantville because the street just loops back around.
The part I liked was seeing how each character became colorful depending on who they were. It took a certain event for a person to conquer before the would break the black and white mold and become what I feel is a normal person, but to them was just coming into color. They began asking questions and thinking outside of they're cookie cutter life. I think it is safe to say that Pleasantville isn't so pleasant after all.

Underwater Wednesday

Or atleast that is the creative title the gym, excuse me I mean phys. ed., teachers gave our "swimming lesson" today. It was a lot more fun that it sounded though. The stroke we did today had us looking like frogs, and I sucked at it but Hayley got me to do something I hadn't at school, jump off the diving board. She said it is something she had to do before she graduated and I saw that as a good point, so after a few moments of being extremely scared, I jumped off! It was really exciting, and I feel awesome about it now =] I can finally say and with pride that before graduating UEHS I jumped off the diving board!

Thrillerrrrr!

Okay, so I was pretty impressed to find out today that my little sister knows Michael Jackson's "Thriller" dance. I am so jealous! I wish I could learn it! She's 13 and she's pretty much amazing at a ton of stuff including playing EXPERT on guitar hero. She really is amazing not a lie, constantly inspiring me without even knowing it. I'm really glad her and I can be close now instead of always at each others throats

embeding was disabled so here is the link http://youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8

"Did you ever get the feeling you're being watched by a giant elephant?"

Ooooo new font, well its not showing up here but I hope it does when I hit publish. Pretty much the only thing I want to talk about today is the new movie coming out on friday called Horton Hears a Who! I'm so excited!!! It looks like such a funny movie and I love little kid movies so it should be fantastic. Problem is I doubt anyone will see it with me so, uh yea... We'll just cut to the clip.

Hurt.

I know I don't really talk about myself much in my blogs, but I tend to think each one reveals a little something without me having to come out and blatantly say it. Today will probably be the exact opposite. I'm actually quite upset right now while writing this because once again I let someone into my life and they broke my heart without even doing much. Its not like this person and I were even together, I guess just after a lot of bad things that happened this summer it has become harder for me to let people in for fear of it happening again. All I did was work up courage to tell him I liked him. That's it. Simple you say? To the basic human being yes, that is very simple and I commend anyone who ever works up the guts to tell someone how they feel about them. But once you tell them and they don't talk to you anymore, and I mean flat out don't even respond, that hurts. It really, really hurts. I'm guessing you're realizing why I wrote the Boy blog the other day, same person. Now once again I get to be broken and have to try and glue myself back together. I just hope I remember where all the pieces to my heart go.

Sleep & Sand?

Sleep is spectacular. Today I spent most of my day in bed, to some of you that may be a waste but to me its pure gold. I didn't have to go to work but that made time for me to be able to go out with my mom, visit my grandpa and come back home to sleep. I guess maybe I don't feel good because it is kind of unusual for me to nap on a ... wait a minute it isn't unusual for me to nap! Haha but I do have a fever so sleeping is going to be my habit of choice.
I'm watching a TV show called Sand Blasters right now and its wicked sweet. There are several teams of two that have to create sculptures from sand but there is a twist. 5 teams will have their sculpture blown up, and they are chosen at random. Once the damage is done their location is moved and they must start again. This one team is nuts, they are hoping their caterpillar sculpture blows up so that they can change it into a butterfly. Kind of ingenious no? It is pretty intense though because you don't know when they'll call your number to blow up your work of art. It is amazing what these people can do with sand. I even found one of the competitors blogs! http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/archives/2007_10_01_index.html

Boys

This post was going to happen sooner or later you all know it. Hahaha I love how I speak as if I have 3 million avid readers who sit at their computers waiting for my headline to flash by on the blogger homepage. Anywhoooo boys suck. No they literally are the pits as my Dad would say... huh thats weird. To begin with, liking boys is a complicated process because once you like them you have something to worry about: how you act around them, if you're talking to much, if you think they've caught on to you liking them, if they like someone else etc. These mental games are tiring! And I've given up on if a guy likes me based on my looks, not that it ever mattered too much to me in the first place. Sure, it is nice to be told your beautiful and cute, but not all of us are perfect looking so we should be accepted for what we look like anyways and have the guy focus more on getting to know who we are. I know this is what I do when I first meet a guy, and I'm not saying you shouldn't be physically attracted at all but I think someone's personality plays into the way they look, I don't know, maybe that's just me. The whole chase thing too, that is fun but annerving and sometimes the only good part. Relationships entail all sorts of complications and a lot of attention because sometimes if you make one single mistake its like OMG THE WORLD IS ENDING. PS-it isn't, so stop saying the sky is falling Chicken Little and just take a breather for a minute. Break-ups are the worst. It doesn't matter who split with who first it hurts both people, atleast as far as I know it does. There is a lot of crying involved most times and I'm not all about the crying. But boys are boys and girls love attention from them (myself included). I just wish they weren't so hard to figure out and just were a bit more clear of their intentions...

Food

Okay I know, everyone loves food. But seriously I LOVE FOOD. I went with my mom to the grocery store yesterday to get bagels and cream cheese, but we bought a lot more than that. And when we got home the rest of the night I ate: a frozen chicken pot pie (all to myself), a bowel of espresso chip ice cream (the best), a bagel with cream cheese (heaven), marshmallows roasted over my gas powered stove (amazing), and some goldfish pretzles. It isn't unusual for me to eat like that (notice I don't care what it is I'm eating or how many calories are in it, if it tastes good, I'll eat it) I mean once I ate a peanut butter & jelly sandwich, a hot dog with mustard and ketchup and some ice cream, I love ice cream. I just really enjoy eating its a passion of mine and food is just amazing. It makes you feel better when you're sad, or even more amazing if you're happy, it is a way of connecting cultures and exploring new things. Yay food!

Sixteen Candles

=] I'm watching Sixteen Candles right now and it is probably one of the greatest 80's movies ever. Molly Ringwald is the quintessential eighties teenager. She's constantly worried about what she looks like and the love of her life, Jake Ryan. Her insecurities make her easy to realte to and I love it. Anthony Michael Hall also makes his appearance in this film as well as The Breakfast Club, another 80's classic. And who could forget, LONG DUK DONG, he's great. Ahhhh I just love this movie so now I'm going to finish watching it. Much loveeeee!

Onwardddd

Yes, I am one of the few brave souls to keep on blogging. Well, I really like it actually so I'm excited!! =] I quickly just want to tell this funny story about my grandparents. I just got home from their house not more than 5 minutes ago, I was visiting, my grandpa is having surgery tomorrow. We were sitting at the table, I was eating delicious homemade chocolate chip cookies that my Coolats (grandma, we call her that because of her shorts) saved from Christmas, they were AMAZING. Anyway, my phone was on the table and my grandpa, who was sitting next to me, asked if he could see it. Of course I said yes, and he proceeded to just fiddle with it for a bit. Next thing you know I see him dialing a number, his house phone. Now my grandma was sitting right next to him, a mere two seats away from me and didn't even know what was going on. The house phone rang and my grandma GOT UP AND ANSWERED THE PHONE. I honestly haven't stopped laughing. It was just the cutest funniest thing ever, she even said "Hello" and talked to my grandpa completely clueless that it was him for the first few seconds. She thought it was funny too and I'm happy I get to add this to the One Bazillion Reasons why I love them!

Here is a Video of my Dad and Grandpa singing at school 2 months ago:

High School

4 years of magical bliss... well, sort of. You see, I was very nervous to come to the High School when I was in 8th grade, I even had a nervous break down the night of my freshmen orientation. Looking back, I honestly don't know what I was so scared of. I know that getting lost was a big deal, but I realized the school is a GIANT square. I mean, after all, I had all my friends at my side so it was going to be okay. I actually liked my Freshmen year. I know most people hate it but my sister was a Senior that year and we became really close. I also loved all of my close friends that year, we would do anything for each other, and I even had a boyfriend which was new to me.
Sophomore year was a bit more relaxed, though shit hit the fan at one point and major drama exploded. I took the high road though and chose to be the bigger person of it all. I loved Biology that year and even went to my first concert. I met one of my closest friends (actually, she's my sister now) Angela, who opened up my eyes to life in college and taught me more about growing up.
Junior year was challenging. I will admit it had its tough points (i.e. Chemistry and Math B) but my teachers were amazing, and we had a lot of fun along the way. (Especially the "Essentially" Count in Chem, RIP 234.) I even had a close encounter with love that year, I guess my luck is in the odd years of education haha. But I actually got my heart broken, but I think without times like this in life you don't really know what its like until you go through it so I'm glad he and I can still talk and be friends, its extremely comforting. And of course, I travelled the world, yes High School allowed me to see what life is like in Italy. That is where I made friendships and had experiences that will last me a lifetime.
Thus far, Senior year is kicking ass. Its amazing how lazy one can be in every aspect of their life (i.e. homework, clothes) and still do very well. I'm having so much fun with my friends and enjoying every second of it. Life is really good =].
High School has really given me that outer shell that I think you need to survive in the real world. You experience a lot of emotions, make a lot of ties (networking!) with people, and learn an awful lot. It has been an amazing ride and I can't wait to continue on with life.

Responsibility

Yesterday my mom wasn't home, today she is sick, and I never realized how much there is that needs to be done in a house, or a life for that matter, to have it proper functionally. What I mean by that is I first realized the "value of a dollar" when I got a job and the money never really seemed to stay in my bank account for very long. Granted, I have a serious shopping and Starbucks obsession but I was also using my money for my family. I would buy things for them and help my mom when I could because, well, we aren't exactly "rollin' in it." And I buy birthday gifts and stuff like that all the time because since I have a job my parents tell me to use my money, little do they no I literally don't have any now.
I also realized how much work our house entails. We, my sisters and I, never had chores or an allowance, but my mothers absences do not go unnoticed. During the summer we wash the dishes because we are the only ones home. But her not being here this weekend and there being no food in the house was quite the challenge. Where's Nino (my dad) you may ask. Well, he's got quite the agenda of his home and its hard to have him fit in the stuff that my mom usually does on top of all the work he does every week. (Dad you don't go unnoticed either, I wasn't leaving you out.) My little sister and I went grocery shopping for my house today because Mom was sick and it was really fun but I realize now how much work growing up takes. I think I'm going to try and pinch some pennies for awhile but I don't know how long that will last...

Ps- Cameron, I told you I wouldn't forget! Thanks for the 3 cents today at the Giant and all your customer service skills! It was very nice of you.

Mi manchi...

...means I miss you in Italian. And right now I miss my sister, a lot. Today is her 21st birthday and I can't even celebrate it with her since she is thousands of miles away, living in the beautiful city of Rome, Italy. I'm sure though the weather there is superior to here, so she's probably having a fantastic birthday already.
But I just really miss the way we'd always go on late night drives and sing our hearts out to her iPod or when I'd go visit her at work (Consol's Restaurant) and eat delicious food with all her cool friends from there. When she first left my little sister moved out of my room into hers and it was really weird. I always walk into that room to talk to Rachel and just hang out, but every single time I went in there and it wasn't her it was really kind of sad. I've had to catch myself doing it like, 50 times and my little sister is probably getting annoyed. I think I've finally (after 2 months) gotten it down, the fact that Desirae is here and Rachel isn't.
I know she'll be home soon (May 10th!! 70 days, I'm not counting or anything) and when she does she'll have a million stories to tell, but I hope that we can still do all the same crazy things we did before. Until then Des and I can just get closer, hang out and continue roughing it in this snowy weather. I love you Rachel!!! Happy Birthday!

Blue Collar

The Blue Collar Comedy group is probably a group of the 4 funniest men on the face of this planet. I don't care if you hate Larry the Cable Guy or whatever, all 4 of them are hilarious and there is more than just him on the show anyway. Personally I love all of them and Anne Marie and I enjoyed throwing jokes from them back and forth yesterday. Here's a video from YouTube of the end of their second movie Blue Collar Comedy Tour: Rides Again. (I think the first movie is funnier but that's just me.)

My Sneakers

Okay, many of you over the past few years wonder why I write on my sneakers. I'm here to tell you why right now. My sneakers are a mere reflection of who I am, who would have thought right? What is written on them you ask? Why, its just all of the concerts I've ever been to. They show the kind of music I like, which bands were there, and everytime I add one on its just one more experience I've had in the music world. Whenever I look at my feet I see those shoes and think about where they've been with me. They had those memories with me, and even though they aren't alive, obviously, they remind me of all the amazing times I have. Especially Warped Tour '06. That was when I met my favorite artist William Beckett, from The Academy Is...
One of the concerts on there is the first one I ever went to with my sister, Rachel (if you're reading this I miss you tons). It was a Panic! At The Disco concert with The Academy Is... (who I didn't even know at the time but look at me now), Hellogoodbye and Acceptance. Most of those bands were not even famous like they are now and that was only 2 years ago. So my shoes will be with me for many more concerts to come. =]

Leave Stuff Alone

I know I know, very broad title and what the heck could this be about ( I haven't said heck since the 5th grade...weird) but I am going to make a valid point I promise. May of you I have a job I'm guessing and most of you seniors more likely than not work in retail. Do you ever have to fix something 65,000 times because customers mess your display up? Granted I understand they are shopping but seeing it done is just very, very annoying. But I get past that and move on since its my job. Except yesterday I ran into an interesting problem. A co-worker of mine was unpackaging jewlery and I was going to take over for her. She just finished the necklaces had about two more to go and a bunch of earrings still to do. She had the necklaces all nice and straight so they wouldnt get tangled. I moved that box so that they wouldn't get messed up because that was a lot of hard work she put in. a few hours later I happened to look down at this box and notice all of the necklaces were intertwined. WHO DID THAT? Who in their right mind picked up ALL of the 3 different kinds of necklaces up at the same time? They were in a huge knot and then it became my job and a different co-worker of mine's job to pull them all out and fix them. When my shift was over we weren't even halfway done so I felt so bad leaving her with it to finish. I really wish customers had some courtesy towards the things we have to do for our store but I guess they will stop at nothing.

A Day in the Life of Cleo

I have written about Cleo before, this devious little animal. She is my pet, cat if you will or felis domesticus for you bio folk. Many of you may wonder what in the world your pets do while your gone... I am going to give you some theories, test them at your own risk.
Upon coming home early I went looking for my cat because well sometimes I love her, sometimes. She was sleeping on my sisters bed. You see this is theory number one my cat just sleeps all day. ALL DAY. This is not a joke, want to know why? Because she was surprised to see me when I walked into the room to greet her. She knows it wasn't time for me to be there yet and she was pissed to see me there so early, like I ruined something. What Cleo did I interrupt some more of your plotting to take over my bed or rip my comforter? Sorry that I may have disrupted your 6,009th nap of th day.
Next theory is the reason I must close my bedroom door before I leave in the morning. There is a tiny hamster in my room (which I prefer over said cat at times but don't tell her) and Cleo will eat it. Well I mean she hasn't yet but her will power is strong when she wants something especially if its food. She has knocked over the cage many a time and I don't know how that tiny thing hasn't died of a heart attack yet. I think Cleo plots ways to try and get into my room and eat that thing for breakfast. Too bad you don't have opposable thumbs Cleo, Humans one Felines zip.
One of the final things I think she does is play with things she isn't supposed to. For instance headphones to my MP3 (that she broke I may add) which she thinks are alive, that idiot. Maybe she attempts guitar hero sometimes and thats why the calibration was off. Either way Cleo, if your reading this because somehow you gained enough brain power to know how to use a computer back off my stuff and start being normal. Much love.

Blogging About Blogs

So in my long grueling search for a blog to blog about (that sentence makes me giggle) I found one that really touched me. It is entitled A Girl For All Status with the bi line of Ex-Wife, Mistress and a Single Mom in Manila. I don't know where Manila is but that doesn't matter. The post from today is about her daughter that was diagnosed with autism. I just found it amazing that she was able to talk about it with such confidence and poise. She is a very informed woman who has a bright outlook on life. She is so open, but not in a way that gives you too many intimate details of her life, just gives you the truth of situations, for example her ex-husband and her views on sadness or her birthday resolutions. I really liked this blog because it was another real person blogging about life, you didn't have to guess about what happened or anything. I mean, I guess I don't really know how to explain it other than that. You can tell this woman has a story to tell, and it is a very interesting one, perhaps even inspiring at some points, but its also something to learn from.

Elmo =]

I just happened to look down and saw a book with Elmo, the furry red monster from Sesame Street, on it. It made me think about how I used to have this Elmo stuffed animal that I would take with me everywhere. I would play with it everyday, and I couldn't sleep without it.
When my little sister was born I used to take the step stool from the bathroom and stand on it to talk to her while she was in her crib. One day I decided to give my Elmo to her. I remember telling her that I loved it so much and I wanted her to have it because I thought he could go on more adventures with her. To this day she still has this stuffed animal even though it is slowly falling apart. But it made me curious if anyone else had one of those security toys or blankets from when they were little, the ones you could go no where without and cried forever when Mom or Dad decided it was time to get rid of it. Let me know!!

Contents of a Living Woman's Purse

So I heard you can keep a lot of interesting things in your pockets, but has anyone ever wanted to venture through a woman's purse? If it is anything like mine its a bottomless black whole abyss. There are so many things in there that you wouldn't even know what to do with. Most important: the Electronics! I have my camera, MP3 player, cellphone and calculator at all times. Next up are my agenda and italian-english dictionary. In my agenda there are many papers and random sticky things reminding me to do stuff, doodles, grades, and even a gift for Mrs. Krieger upon my return to school Monday (I think you'll like it). On top of this, I have a plethora of pens. And we aren't talking just a few pens to get by. I have so many pens in my purse its not legal. Due to my pen fetish I have a very hard time picking which pens to give to people if they ask for one because I am going to want it back, especially if its my one from Italy or the one from Oswego since that is where I want to go to school. Rarely you will see a pencil in there, for instance right now, but I couldn't tell you how it got there. Obviously theres a wallet. Stuffed with little cards, papers, and recepits. Occasionally theres money and there is ALWAYS a load of change, usually pennies but whatever (Sorry Mr. Lincoln, I mean I really do love you but you just have no use for Senior Study Hall vending machines). For this particular season, though they served no purpose on my recent vacation, I have a pair of gloves for those blistering cold walks up from the pit since holding coffee doesn't cut it anymore. And finally miscellanious (bear with me on the spelling there). In the MISC. section we have a mini bottle of perfume, a travel deodorant, mini lotion, lipgloss, chapstick, Advil, nail file, HAND SANITIZER (this is a must, must, must), tissues, lint roller patches, band aids and gum (on occasion as well), my jump drive, sticky notes and a bottle of water. All of these things come in handy each and every day whether they are for me or other people, so I bet when you have a headache or a handwashing issue you'll know who to run to: Women with very large purses.

L'aeroporto

I really am just not in the mood to fly today. Or maybe I just don't want to go home. Either way airport navigation is my least favorite thing in the world. Yeah I know, follow the signs and what not, still not my favorite thing. Then theres the whole oh you're flight is delayed. What kind of crap is that? No one wants to wait longer than they have to get where they are going. I don't know maybe I'm just in a bad mood because I'm scared my flight might be cancelled due to snow in Detroit, or at home. I don't want to be stuck staying over night in an airport! I'm going to be alone and that just will be so nerve racking. I guess this is all until I can write another post. See you all when I make my return to ENY a.k.a the armpit of the United States.

Stereotypes

Now I understand that stereotypes are bad and I personally don't like them myself. But I also know people can't help it when they see someone who fits one. I wondered that today while I was in a SUPER Wal*Mart with my cousin. There was a McDonalds there and that was when I saw these two men.
Just for a second I want to try something. Ready? I want you to get an image together when you think of the word Southern. And I mean Southern as in Southern United States, you know like all the ones below the Mason Dixon Line or whatever its called. I bet I can guess what you were just thinking to a certain extent. I am guessing you imagined famers, or men in overalls, women in poor dresses, run down schools, and non-hygenic people.
These two men sitting at McDonalds personified this to a T. But the funny thing is I just couldn't believe what I saw when I saw them, I mean no one here is like that in the least, so to actually see what you imagined in the paragraph above just boggled my mind.
I wondered why if people hated stereotypes so much they would tend to do that and fit them. I'm sure if approached these men would be nothing but nice, but the point I'm trying to get across I guess is that if people don't want to be classified into a certain category why do they act the way they do to get them put in that category in the first place?

Texas

Oh the weather is just lovely here in Texas, pretty much always 60 and sunny with a nice breeze. I would definitely compare it to a nice fall day, like the ones we had this past autumn, in Endicott. I've been running around all of Texas with my cousins and it has been so much fun, though I am sad to report, no armadillos yet Mrs. Krieger. Leah has had school this whole week so today I got to go to her classroom and help all of her classmates read their weekly book assignments. It was so much fun, I even made a new friend! Her name is M.E. (kind of like our ME school district though they don't stand for the same thing obviously) and she is 6 years old.
Catherine has just been so bright eyed and bushy tailed this whole time. Eager to show me everything her new house has to offer since now when she talks you can actually understand her!
I've gotten to spend a lot of time with my older cousins as well. We went shopping today and I didn't realize how much I have missed them until I actually got to spend time with them. They are all Moms now and its just amazing to watch them at home and work, they are truly an inspiration.
Tonight I'm going to Dave and Buster's baby!!!! I love it there, its a huge arcade slash place to eat and you can just hang out and have fun. I'm so excited that I get to go there and whatever other sweet places in Texas they want to take me. But I better go I have to get Catherine at the neighbors!!

Dream Job

Ahhh, the third grade. I wish I could be back in the third grade again. I remember the exact moment and my exact seat when I decided, in third grade, that I wanted to be my teacher. I thought she had the coolest job in the whole world. To go to school everyday, be animated to teach us math with Oscar One's, Tina Ten's, Harry Hundreds and Thelma Thousands, read to us, and inspire us to be whatever we wanted to be. No matter what kind of mood you came into that classroom with you always left with the attitude of wanting to come back for more the next day.
That is my dream job, Elementary School Teacher. I know so much more about children now than I ever did from watching and taking care of my two cousins (in the picture, ages 5 and 2 now I can't believe it). I want to be just like my third grade teacher, having that positive energy always around me and fascinating the kids I will someday teach. I love the whole aspect of learning, its amazing what you can teach a child and how they will carry it throughout their life, I mean I've always had Oscar and Tina whenever I needed them for math! Teaching is my ultimate dream job.

Travelling

So yesterday I didn't get to blog because I spent the whole day saying my goodbyes and making my way to Texas (Mrs. Krieger I hope that's okay I missed a day). Anyway, it was the first time I had ever travelled by myself and had to like navigate an airport alone. It was soooo weird! I was really scared at first but looking back it wasn't bad at all. The worst part was getting into Texas because it took us 2 hours to even board the flight, it kept getting delayed. Then when I finally arived at my cousins house it was midnight so I haven't even seen anyone yet because they're at school or the gym and what not. The view from the plane was awesome. I've only seen LA at night from a plane window but Dallas was soooooooooooooooo cool! When you're further up everything looks like little handheld areas of Tinkerbell's Pixie Dust. Once you get close you can see the lay of the land and everything just looks so peaceful.
I will be the first to say and probably repeat EVERYTHING truly is BIGGER in Texas. My cousins house is huge. I mean they're old one in Connecticut was big but you haven't seen anything until you've been in this house, it's ridiculous. Just to give you an idea, I feel tiny in this house and I'm pretty tall. I'm going to go explore some more but I'll blog later to catch up on any blogs I missed and whatnot from yesterday.
Other than that, Greetings from the LONE STAR STATE!

GO GREEN! (please.)

Sooo yeah besides procrastinating packing, which is what I am supposed to be doing right now, I wanted to talk about going Green. Many of you may have heard this term tossed around be it on television or in your own homes, but it is becoming more and more of an issue everyday. I believe that all homes should try and go somewhat green. Now I'm not saying go out and paint your house green and get you're interiors to look like the rainforest, if you have any common sense you would know this is about being eco-friendly.
Let's start off with energy saving light bulbs. BUY THEM!!! They work wonders and they use a ton less energy than regular light bulbs. I hate it when people say "They aren't bright enough," Dude give them a freaking second to warm up, they will be bright I promise.
Next up, eco-friendly cleaning products. My cousin uses these avidly and not only do they smell better, they are all natural and don't have harmful chemicals in them that you could potentially breathe in. I mean who wants to be cleaning their counter and then when they go to prepare dinner on it be eating something dangerous from the cleaning product, not me.
Also on the list... dun dun dun da..... RECYCLING. It really isn't that hard. I try as often as possible to recycle. Its so important because guess what, what you're recycling gets REUSED and made into another one of whatever it is you are recycling. This saves trees, so for all you nature lovers out there recycle or you'll have nothing to hug.
I'm not saying become a hippie or anything but seriously try and save the environment just a little. You'd be surprised at how a little bit of help from everyone can go a long way, especially since Global Warming is threatening us with its Iron Fist or whatever that metaphor I'm looking for is. Well, my suitcase (of which I've finally located) is calling me to fill it with useful items, so ta for now.

When a Bad Day Gets... Better

Usually bad days tend to get nothing but worse. Today I woke up late, forgot I couldn't eat meat, had to make a whole new lunch, and stumbled out of the house in pajamas. Well, the pajama part may have been on purpose but that's besides the point. I was NOT looking forward to a math test I'm most certain I did horribly on and my day was not looking like anything short of a trip to hell, since you know to cap it off I would have to work later that evening.
Then I went to second period and Mr. Phinney always makes me laugh with his jokes and after that is Communications which always puts a smile on my face. So I was doing better than I thought by the end of the day but I dreaded work. I don't know why I loathe going so much because it really isn't all that bad but I really hate two of my bosses so I was praying they weren't there.
As soon as I walked into work I forgot the code to the back room door and stood in front of it just staring. I know, I'm off to a great start right? Then I see my least favorite boss. I think to myself "Just smile and say hi then she'll leave you alone." But it turned out she was leaving and my fav. boss Jenn was there!!! After that, I saw basically all my favorite people to work with (Matt M, Erin, Cassandra, Scott D. etc.) and realized it was going to be wayyyyyy better than expected. We basically did nothing the whole night and talked which was awesome because everyone is really cool and I got to know them a ton better. They don't know this but they really made my day, I felt like complete crap upon entering work and without even trying they made it 10000x better. I'm just grateful to have people like them around me =].

V-a-l-e-n-t-i-n-e that spells Valentine, you see

The title is a song I learned at George H. Nichols (represent) and we used to sing it every year on Valentine's Day. I too went through a stage of hating this holiday. But I've come to realize it isn't that bad. So what if you don't have a lover? You have friends you love in that friend way, so why can't you be around them? Plus, um hi there is a TON of junk food to eat today i.e. chocolate, lollipops, sweetarts, cookies, brownies etc. How could you not like a day where people are handing out free snacks?! I make cupcakes on Valentine's Day every year (cupcakes are food for the soul) because for those people who are a little down in the dumps on this particular day because they hate it or whatever, I try to make them feel better by giving them a cupcake and just letting them know that, hey they aren't alone and so they get a little something to feel special. I love it when people do things like that, just to make someone smile. So everyone, I hope you had a great day, Valentine or no Valentine.

Dreams?!

Now, it is to my understanding we are supposed to write things that people can argue about or debate about. But how about a topic that raises a lot of questions and challenges what a lot of people may think they know? By the end of my little rant today I hope many of the people reading this will comment and give me their knowledege on the topic so that we can maybe discuss and figure something out about dreams.
I actually did some reading on dreams prior to writing this because I wanted to know if what I had heard was written anywhere. You see, I just woke up from a nap. Well my Mom says what I constitute as a nap and what a nap really is are two different things. (So what Mom, 3 or 4 hours is a nap to me.) Anyway, I had a dream about one thing or another but when I woke up I thought it had really happened. I mean I was in a straight panic for a little bit. Then I collected my thoughts and realized it was a dream. How did I even know it was a dream though? How does our brain even begin to understand that? In the article I read it says dreams are tightly tied into the REM cycle becuase that is when during your cycle of sleep that they happen. It also said the unconcious part of the brain during sleep processes the procedural memory while the concious part of the brain will descend to a low level as its inputs from the sensory are disconnected, then the brain begins to stream parts of the memory into the concious part of the brain and VOILA dreams.
Kind of creepy your brain disconnects something right? Yeah, I know. Now what I found interesting was that it said you only dream about a full two hours every night. So all that stuff about you are always having a dream may not be true. Dreams also tap into emotions, most often axiety. A higher percent of females have recurring dreams, but there are some main themes that everyone has such as: school related situations, running in slow-mo, being chased, sexual situations, falling, being late, a person alive or dead, teeth falling out, embarassing moments, failing a test, and a car accident. It also said 12% of people dream only in black and white.
If there is anyone who knows anything more about dreams, please feel free to say something because I've become fascinated with how they work.

Snowy Day Memories

I love the first snow of the season. I love how crisp and clean the air is, the way it smells outside and the pure clean look the snow seems to give everything it touches. Considering it is now February I know this isn't the first snow of the season, but it is so pretty to see everything not covered in that dirty, disgusting, brown mush anymore. I've been catching myself staring out my window being mesmorized by the snow several times now, but I found that as I'm watching the snow fall (on this lovely day off from school) my mind drifts towards simpler times when snow meant exciting fun. I've always thought snow had sort of a magical aspect to it and as I am remembering these moments in my life when I was in the snow, I realized just how magical it is.
There was this one time, Anne Marie and I used to call it the blizzard of '96 or something, where I remember going outside atleast 50 times with my sister because we wanted to play in the snow. We had several failed attempts at making igloos with the recycling bins, snowmen in any spot imaginable, snow castles out of the swing set in the backyard, and this one wicked sweet snow tunnel we made that actually worked and you slid on your belly like a penguin through it. Another time we made an ENORMOUS snowball, like that of the base of a snowman but way bigger, and just kept sliding over top of it. Many an afternoon were also spent on my grandparents hill sledding until we couldn't feel our faces. There was also the time I broke my wrist in the icy driveway, but it was worth surfing down I swear. So many enjoyable memories were made on days just like today. I hope that spirited youth, that child inside each and everyone of us is, not lost on a day like today.

Education!

I'm really excited to write about education since that is the field I'll be going into for my career. But all I have to say about education is that I am extremely glad it is evolving. I once heard, and I can't exactly remember where, that all anyone wants out of a high school graduate (technology wise) is that they know how to make a powerpoint. Now yes, powerpoints are a very useful tool in a school or business setting but I think there is a bit more to technology than just that. I think that more use of video cameras, cell phones, YouTube, website creation etc. should be incorporated into the curriculum. The world of technology is flourishing and every new generation is becoming more adapt to it than the one prior, so it is important to stay up to date. More importantly though, technology plays a big part in student life. They find it fun and entertaining so why not include it in education? It may actually keep a teenagers interest for longer than their suggested attention span.
One other thing about education is that I don't really appreciate it when the faculty and administration of a buliding asks the student body for their opinion on certain situations or events in school, or for their new ideas on certain topics. The reason I don't particularly like this is because when they ask for it, yeah they mean well but did you ever notice how they don't even listen? Nothing ever suggested by a student body ever gets done! Maybe if they listened more often the students would return the favor.

International Calling Catastrophe

So today I tried to call my sister via her Italian cellular phone. First of all let me just get out there that Italian phone numbers, or international phone numbers in general, are completely obnoxious. They are like, 15 digits long and take forever to connect.
(Side note to the public: If you are listening to music and singing out loud when calling a foreign land, my advice to you is don't. Because you never know when the phone is going to be answered, ever.)
Anyway, once I finally get a ring, and or beeping as it appears to sometimes be, all of the sudden I hear the Italian version of that annoying Verizon lady talking 60 miles per minute. Yes, I know what you're thinking- "Liza you take Italian, so you must have gotten the basic idea." Well, turns out you are very wrong. I think I understood maybe three words of that whole schpiel. And after that whirlwind of words hit me there was about 5 minutes of silence. I decided I'd stay on the line just incase my sister's voice would grace the speaker at any moment. Instead a British woman attacked the phone line next. Apparently she was explaining what the Italian VZW woman spit out at me mere minutes before hand. Once she finished and I realized the phone call was no longer relevant, I hung up and decided to just instant message my sister. Atleast the internet won't fail me unlike the phone system.

Music = Life

"Music the great communicator." (Red Hot Chili Peppers; Can't Stop)
There is a lot that stems from that one lyric. Music can be used to show so many different emotions. How many of you have a favorite song for when you're angry? Happy? Depressed? Exactly. There are different types of genres for this exact reason. Muscians are people too, they just know how to express their thoughts and experiences in such a beautiful artistic way that when the music hits your ears through the soundwaves, a certain feeling washes over you. Suddenly, the words they are speaking are relatable to your life. You can understand exactly what they are talking about. It's as if they have known you their whole life and know what you're going through. The best part of listening to music, for me atleast, is that your favorite song may not be relevent to you until later in your life. You may not have gotten to that part in your life yet where that song fits in and makes sense. So for now, kick back, relax and listen.

Support

I find that support is something people need almost everyday. It is a way of reassuring someone that it's okay to be themselves, or that you believe in them. This is definitely something people need, for instance the other day I bought my Mom a cupcake. Now this was not any ordinary cupcake, it was a black bottomed chocolate cupcake from Starbucks. (If you haven't had one, GO GET ONE!) But the thing is, I knew she was having a bad day, so I tried to show her I was thinking about her and that I was behind her all the way. Needless to say she's been talking about the cupcake ever since, seriously they are that good.

Cat Takes Over Bed

So everyday that I come home from school my cat is sleeping on my bed. She doesn't seem to care if its made or not, or if there is a mountain of clothes on it. She just sleeps on it like there's no tomorrow while she continues on taking over my bed. And forget me trying to actually fit on the bed too, people may think cats are small, but they could actually take up an entire bed and leave you no room. I'll just have to wait until she wakes up... or stick her in my sisters room =].