HALLELUJAH

So happy happy happy happy happy do not take that wrongly Kyler! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I am so so so very GLAD!!!!! Haha, laughing laughing joyousness whoopeee! HALLELUJAH! I have found a house! it is another 18th century one, too, and close to Portland! It is wonderful!!!!!!!

Kirschbluten/Fleurs/Cerise apparel?

I want to learn to sew. I may or may not have mentioned this before, I don't remember. I want to design clothes, though I don't know if I would want this as an occupation, and I have already started on a brand name. Either Kirschbluten apparel, Fleurs apparel, or Cerise apparel. The style would probably be creative but not too crazy, modest but not too stifling. Probably I would find a lot of inspiration from vintage clothing, mixed in with more modern approaches and ideas. So please post which name you like best!

Depression Lifted!

Ya I know that was fast but I looked up A TON of houses in our price range and there is some great stuff! Nothing as dreamy as living in an 18th century wooden mansion thing. But still. At least there are options, and so for now my depression is lifted. But it's depressing to think of moving to a different state, mainly because I really really want to go to school at Smith Flat in Placerville. Like, REALLY want to go there. And I have no clue what good schools there are in Oregon or Washington...

But my depression is lifted and that's that! I won't fall into it again...today.

Depressing News

And pile on the depression. Go ahead and buy the house. We can't have it, it's an hour or so away from Portland, and I'm guessing there is no way Dad wants to commute two hours a day. So I asked about my second favorite, which is very nice also, and that one is a no for the same reason. Everything I would even consider is a no! I am extremely depressed now. I just have to keep thinking positively, that we will find something nice eventually. I just have had a very hard day with many ups and downs and I'm tired of it all.

I will wait a little while so Larissa and Andrea can see what could have been. I will wait until I have a mental breakdown and then I will take the pics off the blog. Happy weekend.

Yet ANOTHER Thing to Write

I am in the spelling bee at my school! It's me and Shelby for 8th grade...that's all. :))

Also, I was inspired by Andrea posting her first poem so here is mine, I feel exactly the same as her about it! It's my favorite, even though I've probably written better...

The Little Town

There is a pretty place
Where Ocean meets the land
The seagulls seem to chase
The crabs along the sand

Many people say it is
Quiet and serene
But I hear the sounds
Of a little town
Where dolphins play at sea

Please tell me what you think!

The Better Side of Life

Well even though it is a sad thing that I shall be moving, I found THE GREATEST HOUSE EVER!!!!!!! Well ok so acreage is important to me, and yes that is a word, because of all you can do on a lot of land and you don't have to hear your neighbors hitting hammers on nails or flushing their toilet or riding their motorcycles or whatever...and this place has 18 acres!!! 8 more than I already have! Isn't that fantabular? It has a barn, arena, dog run, is completely fenced and is really close to a river, which brings me to the big point...

It's in Oregon. I can see Larissa groaning in horror at this very moment, but she can visit me during the summer with Shelby and possibly Andrea if I get to actually know her during that time. So the river it's close to is the Columbia river, and it is also extremely close to the Ocean, which I love at any temperature! Which brings me to another point, it only gets to about 73 degrees fahrenheit in July. But I'm fine with that.

And now for the big shockers...The house is 18th century! The main one anyway. I don't know how to put pics up here, so please comment and tell me how. It is beautiful in my opinion...needs a lot of work but that is part of its appeal for me. I would get attached to it more, it would feel like home, if we made it how we wanted. I know Larissa is going wild. She loves old things, and so do I. It's all gorgeous and cold and wispy and sea breezes up there, and there are weeping willow trees growing wild by the barn, not manicured like mushrooms, just being beautiful. I am so in love! And it is only $171,900!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS PLACE!!! please help me post pics so that you all will fall in love with it too...or maybe I should keep it to myself...lol

I found out how! It's all good now...Except that now someone else will buy it and leave me hanging...thanks a lot people who took my idea and bought my precious house!!! RAWR TO YOU TOO!!!

RAWR

My principal and homeroom teacher usually is only annoying, and mildly at that. However, he has made me very very ANGRY today. You see, I am in Girl's Chorus, a...well...girl's chorus. It's a "hand picked" group of girls grades 5-8. I just got in this year, although I had tried once before in 6th grade, but my principal (for that was all he was at the time) apparently likes stronger, braver voices, so when I tried out again this year, I sang LOUD. And he liked it, so here I am. I didn't really expect to get a solo my first and only year, as I will be graduating, but still hope springs eternal. So when he said today that he would be featuring the graduating class in our new song Freedom, I was excited. At last I would get my very own solo part! But apparently I am not in the graduating class. What do I know. I kept wondering when he would mention my part in the song, but no, it never came. We went over it a few times, my three other classmates singing along happily, with me biting my lip and trying not to glare too hard at my teacher. He humiliated me! It didn't help that I was rather pms-ey, so I was trying very hard to not feel left out and abandoned, but let me tell you it was a stretch. So here comes the RAWR. RAWR. Ok there it was. My frustration is still bottled up inside, but it kind of makes it better to be mild. I don't know. Whatever. RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR!!!!!!!

6:02 AM

I woke up at 5:45 today. Like any normal school day. But I still feel like I'm on vacation...I will probably feel differently at 8:15, but you know whatever. I just fed my goldfish, Sushi. He is cool - but boring to watch. Poor guy must be sooo bored all the time. Well he's probably terrified when we clean out his bowl...Anyway, I was just writing for no real reason so...sorry to bore you all, but it was a quick read, eh? I will make an update after school. Probably.

Hallo mates!

I'm feeling British today, in a very British-ey mood, and just wanted to pop by to write a little sumpin. I just cut my hair today, and it looks fantastic! (by the way, try to imagine, while you're reading this, try to imagine me reading it with a british accent, right-ho) So even though I was quite nervous at first I just went ahead with it and chopped off enough hair to make a wig. Or at least a toupe. Well, it weren't literally ME doin' the chopping, but it was me what made the decision to do it, so I consider it to be all my doin's. So now it's gone and I expected to feel light and fluffy, you know, like fried eggs or sumpin. That reminds me I neglected my tea and crumpets today! Oy, I should get to it, but I fear I'm much too lazy to set water to boil. Anyhoo. I feel much the same, sometimes like I didn't cut it at all, (awl) but it's gone.

Also me and my fam went on a safari today, hunting for the deadliest creature out there - we went house hunting! Once we shoot 'un down I got plans on hangin' a toilet on the wall as a trophy, see. But truthfully, the one we found was a sickly lookin' creature anyhoo. Ugly as a wombat (no no that's Australian, not British, hey?) and just over all awful. But then what is it can you get out there that's under 200,000 and got more than two acres on it? A house too, that's rather mandatory.

Over all, quite the eventful day, what what? And at the end of it all, the only thing I feel is British-ness. Cheery-O!

Rainy Days

Rainy days can be nice. They're a chance to relax, comfy and warm, on the sofa while reading a good book. A time for tea and coffee and hot chocolate. A day simply for watching the rain patter against the window, and listen to it pound on the roof. That is what I was thinking of when I got up this morning and looked out the window. And yet here I am now, shivering cold, my hair dripping, my toes frozen stiff.

Of course it had to rain on the day I had to go outside.

If you remember, I'm selling one of my horses, Cookie. Well the people who are buying her came with the trailer today to pick her up. And even as I type, my parents are still out there trying to catch her. Maybe she knows what's going on, or maybe it's simply the weather that has her freaked out. In any case, she won't be caught, and she's keeping us out in the cold. Well I was practically frozen stiff before I decided to head back inside. And then (as I was writing this!) my dad waltzed in with a poncho, shoved it over my head, and told me to come out. I put on my shoes and grabbed some gloves and walked out into the cold, biting rain. That was when Mom told me I wasn't needed. Oi ve. So here I am, waiting to be called on, hoping not to be.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

I'm not really much for the New Year's celebration. I mean, sure, staying up for a long time can be fun, but really only if you're hanging out with your friends and having a good time. But if you're crippled and limping around (I just got off crutches today! Whoopee!) it isn't so great. Besides, New Years is kind of depressing. Right when you get used to the idea of 2008, and yes it does take a long time, along comes 2009, and you have to readjust yourself again. No, I do like the idea of a fresh start, but it just doesn't seem special to me. It's just a time for a bunch of people to get drunk and party. Not especially "meaningful" to me.

But I guess there are a bunch of you out there (if anybody ever reads this at all) that are just grinding your teeth and cracking your fingers, ready to type me to my doom, ready to strangle me with words. And I apologize if you insist on taking offense. And also, it's always best to keep in the spirit of the holiday and to be happy, even if it's not your favorite, because who wouldn't be happy for vacation? So Happy New Years to everyone, I hope it's better than this last one, and remember to comment. Even if it's spiteful I would love to know SOMEBODY read this (and hates it).