I want to be Belle.

SO yeah I haven't been on here in forever! But something just occurred to me today and I didn't know where else to write it so.... :D.

I want to be Belle from Beauty and the Beast.

No, really. She's awesome. She's beautiful, smart, and the most literate disney girl out there. Plus that meathead Gaston is all like "Haaaaaaaaay Belle look at my sexy muscles" and she's all like ......nah son. I just think she's really cool. She legit cares about all those people in her little village and everyone just thinks she's weird but I don't! She falls in love with the beast even when he's not the handsome prince<3

I think I'm kind of like her already. I love books, and I'm like obsessed with true love.

Anyways, thats my little random thing to say so byeeeeeee!

"Don't bother with the other boys,

I'm better than them."

Haiiiiiiiii bloggers. So my day was, in short, AMAZING. No lie. Last night, Mary, Lindsay, Jessica, Ashley and Allison slept over, and we were pigs, and ate a ton, and talked and laughed and made tye-dye shirts. Then this morning, Ashley, Allison, Jessica and I went to the mall [all wearing our matching tye-dye] and then went to my brothers basketball game. I love all those girls<3.

So It's August 3rd, [technically its August 4th], and I can't even believe that we start school again in three mere weeks. It feels like summer just started. I guess it's true what my parents say when they tell me that as you get older, life goes faster. The summer has been tons of fun. Two vacations, tons of sleepovers, movies, ice skating, trips to pembroke gardens, and hanging out at people's houses. Plus two weeks of band camp, which is actually more fun than it sounds.

As I start trying to get up kind of early and go to sleep at a decent hour in preparation for school, I discover I am scared for this year. I think it's because of the workload I'm going to have, plus I need to step it up with guard, and become a lot better, and practice more. This year I'm going to be taking my first AP class. I'm terrified about that, lol, plus I'm really scared I won't have any friends in my classes. But right now, I'm just trying to chill out about it, and do whatever I need to get ready.

Eww, I have a doctors appointment tomorrow D:. I hate getting my finger pricked for blood. I cried whenever they did that up until I was 14, and now I'm still like terrified, I just don't cry.

I just became aware that I am horribly boring and that no one is going to read this D:.

Um, hello, blog?

Been a long time since I wrote in this thing. But now its 2 AM and I'm avoiding going to sleep, even though I have to wake up at 9 to go to gaby's quince practice at 10; oh well. So now much has been up lately, I just got back from the keys today. I'm so sunburned that I'm purple, and I have an imprint of my henna tattoo on my face [that's what I get for sleeping on my wrist...] but I had fun.
Oh and there was a little scare with my back where I could've been paralyzed and couldn't do guard, but that's all cleared up now, and I'm free to do guard. :D

I had a dream last night, we drove out to see Las Vegas.

Not really. If you've never heard that song, now you're completely lost. So today I ate lunch at the hardrock cafe in Key West, and it was awesome, cause they have a bunch of cool stuff on display, like Kurt Cobain's shirt, and Nikki Sixx's jacket/a guitar he smashed [I LOVE NIKKI SIXX<333333333333333333333333333]. Plus the music they played in there was really good.

Also, I love street performers. Key West has a ton of them at night. THere was this one guy named Reid [who was very obviously gay, but had nice arms] who balanced a freakin ladder in his mouth! How amazing is that?! You also have your basic guitar players, people who walk on glass, people who spin stuff thats on fire. I guess its not your basic stuff if you've never been to Key West and seen it. There really is no place like Key West. Everyones attitude there is like hey, idgaf, I do whatever I want! The lady that did my henna tattoo was really nice. She was telling me about how her husband does henna tattoos during the day on Duval street, and then she does them in the square at night. They've lived in Key west for 15 years, and they have two kids. It's weird to think that some people live there all year round.

And surprisingly, the whole trip was drama free, except when my brother's henna tattoo got smudged when my dad grabbed him by the arm to keep him from walking into the street, and my brother cried.

Also, there were some pretty gnarly bathrooms in the rest stops we stopped in. Like seriously disgusting, get STDs from the toilet seats gross. But I suppose when you're on a 4 hour trip and halfway through you've had three sunkists and you're dying for a bathroom, you can't afford to be picky.

We went snorkeling the other day, and we saw a bunch of huge fish, and then we saw a ton of little tiny fish, and then we saw a barracuda, which scared me, cause it looked really mean, and then plus after that I had the song Barracuda stuck in my head.
We also walked around this cool old fort in the Dry Tortugas. It's kinda similar to the one in St.Augustine. It also has a pretty little lighthouse on it [and of course I got the song Lighthouse by The Hush Sound stuck in my head after that].

Alright now I'm just rambling. So ill end this, and you can pretend you didn't stop reading after the first paragraph. ;)

"Even though she doesn't believe in love,"

"he's determined to call her bluff."

HELLO WORLD. It's been so long since I've posted, it feels weird. So todays events included me getting a date to the Sadie Hawkins dance at school, and then being harassed for the aforementioned action. But I don't really care. :D
In other news, I'm sore as heck from a ONE HOUR stretch yesterday, this weekend is my first free saturday in like, ever[im going shopping:D] and journalism still sucks.


haha.

and now, I leave you with a quote:

"here's to the crazy ones.
the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers.
the round pegs in the square holes.
the ones who see things differently.
they're not fond of rules, and they have to respect for the status quo.
you can quote them, disagree with them, glorify them, or vilify them.
about the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
because they change things.
they push the human race forward.
and while some may see them as 'the crazy ones',
we see genius.
because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do."

"You look at me with clouded eyes,"

"I know you see through my lies."

Hey everybody. It was a busy weekend and Monday, so I didn't really have time to go on Blogger. I had a guard competition in Orlando on Saturday[it was amazing, we won], and then I went to Magic Kingdom with my family and Allison and her family:). It was so fun.
Then yesterday I went to school for 3rd period and 4th period only, which was really easy. And then practice was canceled, which was a good thing, because I spent hours and hours on my Bio homework.
Today has been okay, slightly interesting. Marlon made up this petition thing to "help my self esteem" and is getting everyone who "thinks Jamie Lane is great" to sign it. He's stupid =P. And then Allison started a secret mission to make me "feel better"? No idea why. Anyways, now I'm in journalism, working on an article about "Job satisfaction."


Yay.

"What a wonderful, caricature of

intimacy."

Today was okay, fun. I love Mr.Rods class:). Well, heres a poem.


Bitter Green
Always the "perfect one"
intelligent, gorgeous, flawless figure to match,
an easy confidence exudes from every
pore of your body.
The male gender always in awe,
dumbstruck by your exterior perfection.
You easily get whatever you desire.
I'm just the "quiet one",
with sub-par grades and awkward tendancies,
far from perfect looks, and
no confidence.

Bitter green jealousy, burning everything in sight until only ashes are left.

"I've lost the reflex to resist,"

"and I could get used to this."


Tiring Day. Exhausted.

Seeing new possibilitites.

Obviously not making any sense.

Need sleep.