Hello New Jersey. :)

Store that makes me feel classy

Artist that makes me feel like a rock star.

The joys of getting old.

My future pet.

N3rds gon3 w!ld.

a very handsome doctor

Wise words

dream serenade

wish i were there

women are heartless

i wish he was my doctor.

best words I have ever read

the lizard that never stuck its tongue out at the zoo

the world's an imperfect place

I like this very much.

Prague, the city that I would love to visit and love myself in.

New York, the city that has been so many people's inspiration and home.

Cristina Yang, the monster that I wish to become in the future.

The flock of sheep in Ireland that I wish to run into one day.

Brown, the university I plan to attend.

Joan Harris, the lady that I wish to become.

The Riverwalk, the place that makes me feel alive and joyful.

The car that I will own.

The person that I've never met yet been my muse for years.

The Vanilla Bean Frap that can make my taste buds jump.

I am visiting New Jersey in about two days. My mind is half filled with nerves and half filled with excitement.

The truth is, they’re mourning for their childhood more than they’re anticipating their future, because they don’t know it yet, but they don’t want to die. - Don Draper [on teenagers]

Frank Sinatra eating some pancakes. CUTIE PAHHHH!

This entry isn't to speak about me but to speak about what I find wonderful.

Jon Hamm a.k.a. the Don Draper from Mad Men.

Finishing line of the Great Gatsby after Daisy has managed to end Jay's life.

The Roaring Twenties that I wish to visit through a time machine.

The line that every female would like to hear.

Accurate quote.

Andrew Wiggins: Genius that I wish to become.

Picture that I would like to take in Japan.

Man who inspires my imagination.

'nuff said.

Mt. Fuji

Sactly.

Spring Break.

Well, it is Spring Break 2013! However, unlike other teenagers, I am at home reading books. I finished the Perks of Being a Wallflower and the Catcher in the Rye. I would say that the books are sort of similar, but they have major differences. For instance, the Perks of Being a Wallflower is written in a series of letters by Charlie. Charlie seeks friendly help from a person that he found in the phonebook. He doesn't expect a reply but he basically explains everything that happens in his life for a year. He loses his best friend to suicide, falls in love, and makes new friends that change his life. On the other hand, the Catcher in the Rye is just a book about a misfit teenage boy named Holden Caulfield. It is a narrative that spans through about three days. This boy is "lost" and fails out of school because he believes that the people at Pencey (his school) are a bunch of phonies. He is really rather confusing. He also complains about everything. They're pretty interesting books. I don't like to write book reviews because everybody has their opinion about them. Like me, I had heard people talk wonders about the Perks of Being a Wallflower, but it didn't do much for me. All I could say is that they are cool books. My favorite part out of both books is in the Catcher of the Rye when Holden is out of the museum to say farewell to his sister. Traditionally, he would have expected her to come and say good bye but instead, she had a suitcase packed ready to go with him. I though that was the sweetest thing. It truly represented how kids are. Kids are the most loyal people in the world. Also, one thing that I learned from Catcher in the Rye is that I don't have to make sense at all. I can think whatever I want because I'm  a young teenager and I don't know what the hell is going on.

I love books.

It is Friday. I have two more days left until I enter school again. I consider it such a drag. I would have liked a longer vacation. I really am not in the mood to take tests and not get the grade that I was looking for. I have been doing that to myself lately. I just want to score a hundred but I can't for some reason. It is pretty annoying.

Come on Eileen.

I'm going shopping tomorrow. :) That always makes me feel better. I want to buy some shoes, cardigans, and a wallet. Recently, I misplaced my debit card. The thing is that I didn't lose it. It was in my back pack all along but I misplaced it so good that no matter how much I looked for it, I wouldn't find it. Just like every other time, I found it while I wasn't looking for it. This happens to me so often that I think an elf is haunting me.

Banana Republic is the best.

Okay, I have a really big pet peeve. I don't know if I am right or not but I get really annoyed when a book is so over analyzed. I think that sometimes people look too deep into books for something that doesn't even exist. What if the author of a book just thought of something that would make a great story one day? He didn't write it to be overanalyzed one day. He just wrote because he though that it would make a good story. Maybe I'm over simplifying things now but I think people should really chill about these things. Well, I do think that literature written by Shakespeare or maybe even Fitzgerald should be analyzed but not every novel has to be dissected into pieces, gosh. By the way, I am not referring to every single piece of literature. I know that literature show be studied and stuff. I just.. well I just hope this isn't too confusing.

It is pretty useful that people could download manuals on the internet now.

I have hit a rut recently. I cannot find any new music that appeals to me. I have been searching for songs through pandora and through movies but I haven't heard a new song that makes my brain dance. That is how I feel when I listen to a brand new song that I love. I feel like I am floating on top of the world and like if there is no better place to be. It makes me happy inside. I haven't lived that moment in a while. At least, I've started reading again. Oh, I also look for music through books

Pineapple is delicious.

I just got into an argument with my parents about going to the mall. That's just amazing. I can't seem to stay in good terms with my parents. They just piss me off somehow or I piss them off somehow. I have been wanting to go to the mall for about 2 months now. They still can't take me because all I do is sleep all day. I don't blame them but come on. I don't get to sleep during the year because of homework. I would usually be exaggerating about this but this time, I am not. I literally do not sleep because I have so much crap. The thing is that I'm in a lot of activities and most of the time, the responsibility required for  these activities is quite grand. I have to either study, practice, do homework, wash clothes, and other crap. The clothes part I usually don't do and that is why I always get into arguments with my parents. I just don't like to do laundry. That's probably going to catch up to me later but I have about a year to fix it. I can say that I have gotten neater this year. I never believed in neatness. I used to have one folder for all of my classes and every time I wanted to look for something, I would have to take all the papers out and browse one by one. That method really worked for me. though. My grades are pretty good. Now, though, teachers seem to single neat students out. It really annoys me because being neat is not really something that is necessary for grades. A person who is intelligent will get good grades no matter if their locker is a jungle or not. I strayed off topic, but, yeah, I am in a bit of a jiffy. I wonder how long it will take for my parents to talk to me. They just don't understand that I have stuff to do too. They think that my days consist of walking around school or something. I do walk around school but eventually I enter class and do work, just saying.

I am sleepy.

I started reading the Great Gatsby because the movie is going to come out and I want to be able to compare the movie to the novel. I find the Great Gatsby very difficult to read though. Fitzgerald's syntax and diction really confuses me. I read the first two pages like 5 times to really understand what he was trying to say. I could tell that I'm going to love it, though. I really like the Lost Generation group of authors. They make me want to live during their time period. It seemed glamorous and fun.

I might start a vinyl record collection.

I stumbled upon a show called Dr. Snuggles. It was written or co-written, not so sure, by Douglas Adams, which is the author of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It is a very cute show that addresses problems dealing with the ecosystem. In the episode that I watched, Dr. Snuggles rescued the River and water from the ocean. What was happening is that some aliens from a different planet were taking cubes of water from the ocean because they thought the humans didn't want the water anymore. The reason that the aliens thought that is that the water was infested with trash and waste. That episode really opened my eyes because it made a very good point. Water is such a necessity but we choose to treat it like garbage. I hope that one day people, including me, can realize how lucky we are to have all these resources available. Anyway, if you are interested, the show is on youtube.com.

I just cleaned my room.

A few months ago, I decided to get rid of my name. By name I mean A Lemon Tree. That name has been with me since the summer of my 8th grade year. I wrote that name on Facebook so my parents would never be able to find me. The irony of the situation is that I added my mom as a friend a few months ago. I got rid of my name because I am not the person that I used to be when I came up with that. A lot of things have changed and I do not think the same way or even act the same way. People have walked in and out of my life and I have adapted new philosophies to live by. Another reason why I got rid of that name is because I didn't want to be addicted to Facebook anymore. I figured that it is a waste of my time. I would rather spend my time doing productive activities. All in all, I am kind of a new person. I'm not saying that I am a better person, because I am not, but I am definitely different.

This is a long blog post.

Well, I guess I will end it here. I needed to write a little bit to get my mind off of things. I hope whoever reads this is doing good. I'll talk to you in a few, hopefully.

Charging batteries is a drag.


May your feet never fall off and grow back as cactuses (thanks to goodbye)

(Dr. Snuggles)

20 Essential Vlogbrothers Videos (playlist)

a quick red fox: fool yourself into success

a quick red fox: fool yourself into success: Surely I'm not the only one that does this. No, not what Steinbeck recommends. I tend to do the opposite. I focus very intently on...

I need a map.

I have become a person very different from my former self. I do not care about people as much as I used to. Before, I used to ravish in the idea of meeting new people. The truth is that I am not a person that people categorize as "worth-meeting." I stay quiet and cause awkward situations with my odd sense of humor. I do not find people funny at all and my ability is to tell jokes is poor. When I do meet someone that is funny enough for me, I do not know how to react. Of course my first reaction is to laugh, but I think I overdo it. My social skills are not all there.

The truth is melancholy.

I have figured that some people are more genetically gifted than others, duh. These people will glide through life no matter where they go. I find that unfair, but, of course, everything is unfair. Even the genetically condemned give in to the beauty of the the gifted. No wonder the most beautiful survive. It will always be like this. Nothing will ever change.

My internet has a talent. It angers me.

Reading does not give me the escape that it used to. I used to read to escape from my monotonous life, but I can't escape anymore. My attention span has shrunken greatly and I cannot concentrate on a piece of literature at all.  Maybe I just haven't found the right book yet. I am a very picky reader. I usually only settle for fantasy romance stories where the girl is strong willed but weakened by her love. I love typical love stories.

I am awake at 5 AM writing a blog that will not be read.

I think my ability to sleep at night has dwindled. I am awake at 5 AM and I am not even sleepy. The sad part is that I have been  bored all night. There has been nothing extraordinary about tonight. I spent it playing Plants vs. Zombies, watching Gossip Girl, and consuming an excess amount of lipids. Maybe what is really keeping me up at night is my head. I have not been able to stop thinking about school. My thoughts consume me and unfortunately the thoughts aren't optimistic. I have become mediocre at everything.  I can never be the best at something without imploding. The only thing bringing me down is me. I bathe in self pity for nothing.

Chuck Bass is a blessing.

Sometimes I wish that I didn't care. People who don't care are free from having to meet expectations. Everyday I think that I might be talented but then I remember that there are millions of people out there with a thousand times more talent and training.

I am lost.

I am aware that my blog post is a little dark so I'll post a very sweet picture to lighten the mood.

We'll tango later, chango.

A Metamorphosis on 12.12.12.

I read a few lines of an entry that I posted a few months ago and I must say that I experienced the "Oh no... Did I really write that?" moment. It has a been a while since I have posted on this site and I feel different. I might not be older by an obscene amount, but I feel that I have changed greatly. I am not that little push over anymore. I have learned how to say no and it feels great and horrible at the same time. I haven't been able to completely grow out of my childish bad habits, though. I still feel weak when someone offends me. I still procrastinate horribly to avoid situations that I'm afraid of and if I'm not mistaken, I have become meaner. Since I've become meaner, though, I've been able to focus on my happiness more than on other's happiness. My niche is not to make others happy but to make myself happy.

We intertwined. :)

 I know that my time of being a child is approaching its end and I'm frightened to think of the future. Of course my future will be filled with change and with change comes hardships and prosperities but I find the concept frightening  It is like looking into a crystal ball but not having the powers to actually see the future. I turned 17 a month ago and, to be honest, I felt melancholy about it. One more year and I will migrate to a city full of strangers full of hostility and distance.

Prom is playing in my head.

I have classified people into 3 groups. These groups are: the passionate hard workers, the lazy and talented, and the passionate and talented. Out of these three groups, my favorite are the passionate hard workers. These people are the ones who are not the most talented. They are not naturally born with skills. They work to achieve their success. It is so overwhelming sometimes to be a hard worker who just isn't good enough. Everywhere that I look, I see a hard worker sink into the shadow of a naturally talented person. That happens so often. It makes me sick but that is the ugly truth. There will always be people who take their talents for granted. One must only continue to work hard and never give up.

It would be wonderful to sleep through problems.

One of my biggest fear is failure. The fact that my mind is consumed with the thought of failure leads me to believe that I am slowly going downhill. Nothing has been the same this year. I have felt numb for  a few months because I found out that my ultimate goal had been crushed to pieces. The quality of my activities dwindled and I lost my way. I forgot what I had been striving for my entire life. The only thing saving me from great depression was a special person, well that special person and Gossip Girl and food and a friend or two, haha. (So much for ONE thing...)

I'm trying to finish this entry before the date changes. D:

One last thing...  I feel in love with the show, Gossip Girl. It is full of drama and surprise. Those are the two elements that can make a show interesting to me. To top it off, it has an amazing love story. The love story is so rocky. I do not know how the relationship survives but it does. :) I will explain more later.

A book is an escape.

Today is 12.12.12. I usually do not make a fuss about events like these, but it is a big deal. I'm glad that I could be part of this. I might never see a repeated date again and I want to make sure that I take advantage of the opportunity that I have. THE WORLD WILL NOT END..... hopefully.

I will post music, shows, pictures, and celebrities that I find amusing on the next entry.

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

G&M Magazine

G&M Magazine

Well, this is the link to a magazine that two talented ladies are trying to get started. They have a bright future ahead. Go support! :)

Free bird.

I have not written anything on here in a few months. :o Wow, he he. Well, not much has changed. I do not think that I have changed much.

Rock this way. :o

I am currently watching a show called, "100 Greatest Artists of All Time." I wonder if Lil Wayne is going to be in one of those shows in a few decades. I don't have anything against Lil Wayne or rappers  but I don't think they are setting a very good example for little kids. -.- Who wants a drug addict who sings about drugs and sex as a role model for their kids? I don't like what is happening to rap music nowadays but then again I wonder if people thought this decades ago. Maybe I will learn to appreciate that music in a few years.

Make today a sunny day. :D

I am going to San Antonio in a few days. I am really excited because I'm going with awesome people. :) They are the seniors. I do not know if they know this but I admire them greatly. They laugh about everything and do not worry what anybody says. I will be cool like them when I am a senior. :D I will miss them greatly. I hope their dreams come true.

There are things you cannot change.

Something that I really dislike is the urgency that people have to fit in. People do not need to state to the world that they are doing drugs. Why would anybody care? Making it obvious that you do drugs is just ruining your image. After high school ends and the real world begins, it will not be so "cool" to be known as a junkie. If you really like to do that, it is your business but do not ruin your image and your life. Think before you do something!

The Notorious BIG. :o

AH! I wish I could time travel. I really want to know what it was like to live in the 1920s-1980s. I would love to meet some writers from the 1920s and attend the famous parties decorated with jazz music. I would LOVE to attend a Queen concert. I would love to meet Albert Einstein and touch his famous hair. It would be amazing if somebody figured out a way to time travel.

I have yet to attend a rock concert.

I believe that society is regressing greatly. ( Yes, I just learned what regressing meant.) Children are not reading anymore and priorities are changing. Children no longer want books. Children only want video games and iPods. Even devices created for reading include applications to play games or enter social networking sites. I think that little kids shouldn't have so much access to all these devices that stop them from thinking. D: They should be able to play games once in a while, but they should also be exposed to things that will enable their minds to think.

I want to live life like Audrey Hepburn.

I have been thinking lately about my future. I hope that I am cut out to survive in the world. I am afraid of how  I will react to moving out. I know that I am always wishing to move out of my house, but when the moment comes, I know I will not like it. I will miss my parents and their constant orders to clean my room or to stop being lazy. I hope that the shock is not so great and that I can carry on with my life like every person must.

One day I will drive around the country without a destination.

I think that the best popcorn is the one sold at the movies. I am going to buy a popcorn machine when I grow up. :)

Green gatorade is freaking good.

'Til then, penguin

a whatever day.

I haven't been on blogger in a very long time. It has a completely new look. I kind of slacked off, but it was for a good cause. I have had homework and so many other things that I don't really have a life anymore. Well, it isn't like I ever had one. I've had this sudden urge to go to the movies lately. I guess I miss the popcorn from there.

crappy days ruin my week.

This year has been so blehish. That's not a word, but the word sounds lazy. This year has been lazy, dull, boring. I haven't had any excitement yet. If anything, I keep setting myself up for disappointment. I'm doing fine on grades. The problem is that I don't really know who I talk to anymore. There's a limited amount of people that I can actually have a meaningful conversation with. More than half of that group will be gone next year. I don't know. This year is just depressing in a way. Maybe I'm just saying this because I had a bad day.

i have been in people's conversations.

One thing that I'm completely afraid of are my flaws. I try not to think of my flaws but when I do, I get really affected. They can tear me apart for days. I can be unstable for days. One of the reasons I'm writing today after so long is because I've been thinking a lot lately. I'm pretty sure that by the end of highschool I won't be talking to most of the people I talk to now. I'm pretty sure that alot of people are going to change. I'm also pretty sure that I should stop trying to gain approval from alot of people. The truth is
i know I don't need approval but I crave it. I can't stand the feeling of not being liked or the feeling of rejection. I hate being rejected. I hate when people leave me in doubt. I hate when I try my best and other don't. I hate when I try my best and I still don't win. It sucks that I try my best and others don't care. They don't care and they are the prefered ones and  the ones who are congratulated. I'm tired of seeing all that…..

I know… I just needed to let everything out.

I'm pretty sure no one will read this. I don't care… I just needed to vent. I took no grammar into consideration. I seriously try to be the best person I can be… It just sucks when I am told that I need to try even harder. I am a good person. I word hard to be a good person… Nobody has the right to tell me otherwise. No one has the right to call me inconsiderate because I try SO HARD to please people. I take so many things into consideration. The funny thing is that I am corrected by those who have the most flaws. I will be the bigger person. I will let it go…

It's a sign.

Today, I woke up feeling fresh, happy, and inspired. I do feel pretty sleepy but that's because I went to sleep at 3 in the morning. I realized, during many conversations that I was having, a lot of people need to be appreciated and listened to. It is like small children. When a small child is crying and misbehaving, sometimes, it just takes a talk to fix the problem. A person just wants to feel loved. I don't blame anybody for this because everybody gets lonely and everybody needs a friend. Too much can cause a person to breakdown and it would be nice if somebody was there to pick them back up. Not every person is going to be a good friend, so you need to know the people who care and are there for you. Those people are the people worth it.

When you can't say something, write a letter.

Change isn't something I appreciate. I usually like things to stay the same. If anything changes, I'd rather it be for the better, but in life everything changes. Changes can ruin our life depending on how we cope to everything. We just always have to be prepared. We can't just give up because something has gone wrong. When something goes wrong, the LAST thing we should do is have pity on ourselves. Having pity on yourself will only cripple you and make you weaker. Time will heal it all. We have to make sure to always keep a positive attitude and face the world like if it were an ant, small and easy to step on. Nothing can stop us…except death or a bad criminal record hehe.

I'm not a big fan of Dora…

People will not always take you serious. The reason for that is you're not always going to be important to everybody. You can try but it is impossible. There are always people with different opinions and views on the world. You just make sure that whenever you go somewhere, you at least have the most respect you can. A person doesn't have to like you personally but if they respect you, then all is good. Wherever you go, behave yourself and have manners. Be friendly and don't make enemies. Anybody is better as a friend than an enemy. Respect others as you would like to be respected. Try to judge the least that you can. Looks don't matter because a pretty flower can be poisonous. 

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. :) (I don't know what that writers of that quote were thinking because lemonade without sugar tastes bad.)

You know that feeling of excitement when you buy school clothes and supplies and you can't wait to use them? I do. I bought converse. They aren't yellow this time but navy blue. I would've liked some yellow ones but I'd already bought two shades and I didn't know if there were more kinds of yellow. I mostly miss my teachers. I thank God that I have the teachers I do. There is one exception, though. Names will not be mentioned, but that lady is evil and careless. I'm pretty sure that by the second week of school, I'll be wishing for summer again. 

50s jazz has a humongous effect on me. It makes me happy. 

I have a theory about humankind. I am no philosopher but I do believe people live to be happy. I believe that a person's ultimate goal should be happiness. It shouldn't be money or anything else. Money brings greed. Sometimes all we need is enough to survive. 


What is your picture of a happy ending?


I already know how I want to die. That sentence might sound weird, but I just know already. My happy ending would be lying in a bed with white sheets. The bed would be facing a brown wooden window. The window would be showing my farm. The farm would house strawberries. The strawberries weren't to be sold, but only eaten. My family would be surrounding me and I would fall asleep forever. Hopefully a hospital doesn't ruin my dreams. -.-


You're a positive joy.


So, the title was a random one. Those words are the first that came to mind when I began writing. I've been in a state of mania. :) It feels nice when I'm on top of the world. Everything seems easier when I'm in a good mood. Below, I will post some links to pages you might enjoy or like. 


I don't know if we're on a garden or a crowded avenue. <3


May your teeth never be replaced by freshly ironed wool socks.

Believe it or not, that flower is poisonous.
Narcissus

http://www.zappablamma.com/zb/
http:/hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/
http://www.youtube.com/user/OkGo?blend=1&ob=5

Yes.

I've begun to miss the old days. Feeling nostalgic brings good memories to me, but also feelings of sorrow. It is the fact that, in only a couple of years, I'll be obligated to move on from childhood. I don't mind being a child, but I don't want to be acting like a 12 year old when I'm 21. I'd like to keep the imagination and spirit of a child, though.

Gryffindor hoodies have proven to be extremely expensive.

I finally watched the finale of Harry Potter. It's extraordinary how a person can become so attached to these fictional characters. Everybody knows they aren't real and tears are still shed at the death of a protagonist. I might be over analyzing this series, but it sure teaches so many lessons. Harry Potter never gave up. Did he succeed? Yes. Snape was always seen as the bad guy and in the end, we learn he was doing the best for everybody. A person cannot really be judged by the looks. Sometimes I believe that good looks only cripple humanity. Many people talk to others based on external beauty. What people don't know is that internal beauty is concealed in many others that haven't been given a chance. I only hope that we, as people, learn the importance of personality and not looks.

Time picked the correct messenger.

I try to see if a person is pure or not. Most of the time, I succeed in classifying a person. It isn't the nicest thing to do, but it helps me steer clear of those whose company I don't enjoy. There are some specific people who I don't admire, but I am still decent enough to them. I just can't find it in me to tell them how I feel about them and their actions. I'm not strong enough to hurt people in that manner.

Who can I ALWAYS cry on? My bed.☻

I believe that acoustic music is more beautiful than any other. It is just for the fact that acoustic music captures the emotion of the artist in their voice. The guitar just compliments the singer's voice and adds that extra sprinkle to it. Acoustic music has no auto tune and no loud noises hiding people with no actual talent. If a singer can pull off an acoustic song live, they've earned my respect. I admire those with vocal talent that don't need anything but their mouths to sing. I have no vocal talent at all. ☻

Is it better to care too much or not care at all? :O

I have a big problem. My fan has gone crazy for about a month now. It shakes and rattles. If I didn't know better, I'd say it were angry. It is probably sick and tired of hanging on the wall and spinning for human's selfish reasons. There is no need to worry. My dad is getting rid of that old bitter fan on
Friday or Saturday and getting a new one that will be happy to do its job.

I do believe this blog is short.

To make up for the short blog, I'm posting up a video. ✌ (I'm exploring the special characters on my computer, ha.)

Sayanora. :D

Legoland and Crappy Hotels.

I HAVE BEEN AWAY ON VACATION! Well, I have been back home since yesterday. I traveled to Dallas to find enlightenment. No, I'm kidding. I went to Dallas for my brother's baseball tournament. Dallas was surprisingly HOT. I didn't really enjoy it. I did enjoy Grapevine Mills, though. Grapevine Mills happens to be the name of a mall in the city of Grapevine. Inside that mall, there was a place called Legoland. Legoland is, as you can imagine, a little "theme park" that includes countless items and activities having to do with Legos. I didn't go inside the actual park but I did enter the shop. I was pretty fascinated with a Buzz Lightyear sculpture made out of Legos. Sadly, there was no Woody Sculpture. In the shop, I searched for something that I would like, and I found the GREATEST THING POSSIBLE. I came across Harry Potter keychains. Ironically, there wasn't a keychain of Harry Potter. So, I took the liberty of saying how ridiculous that was. I think an employee overheard me, hehe. I, personally, like Ron better than Harry, though. I bought the Ron keychain. :)


I'm a drama abolitionist.


To get to Dallas, it took nine tedious hours. It took so much work for me to stop myself from screaming at my brothers. They can literally drive a woman crazy. Now, talking about traveling, while we were in the Dallas area, my dad was driving recklessly. We aren't familiar with the area so every time we had to be somewhere, we would have to input our destination on the Iphone. The Iphone was our savior in this trip. It also put us in danger, though. My brilliant father would have the Iphone in his hands while driving.-.- Many times, he would miss his turn and try to make up for it. He would turn at the latest times and cause the cars behind us to go ballistic. In one occasion, we entered the airport. Oh, how fun it was to hear my mother rant on and on. 


If the sun doesn't shine tomorrow, we'll survive. Alaskans do it for an entire month.


Last week, I challenged myself. The challenge was one of the most difficult I have ever faced. I challenged myself to turn on my ipod, put it on shuffle, and listen. I could not skip any song. I had never been able to accomplish that, but, this time, I did. I got up to 93 songs without skipping. That was quite an accomplishment, at least to me. 


Don't give up on life because life has never given up on you.


I don't remember if I have said this before, but I do not like bad words. Yes, everyone I know says bad words, but I don't feel comfortable saying them. I have never known why. I have typed them and I've said them. I mostly said them in sixth grade when I was trying to fit in. I didn't like sixth grade. The change was too fast. People were growing up too fast and I just didn't know what to do. I did everything to fit in. How foolish I was. I still am foolish but not as much. So yeah, I don't like bad words.


Is it normal to fall in love everyday with a different person? No, it is not. -.- It is ridiculous. 


I believe that hurting yourself is horrible. I also believe that cutting isn't the way out. Cutting is not the answer to anything. I know we are teenagers and we usually feel that the world is going to end but we don't need to cut. People who are starving in Africa have horrible lifestyles. They are literally sticks. They suffer everyday and not even they try to end their life. They continue fighting. Why can't everybody do that? It is difficult to get out of an emotional catastrophe but come on… Be strong. The only thing that cutting causes is scars and resentment.


Dorks are better than jocks. 


Last weekend, I visited South Padre Island and San Antonio. On Friday, we left Dallas to go to the Riverwalk. The Riverwalk was nice. We bought 3 dollar water bottles. -.- Okay, well the climax of San Antonio happened after we ate. I was sitting with my parents at a restaurant called Rita's (if my memory doesn't fail me) and my brother kept coming back for chips to feed the ducks. He pretended to eat them so he wouldn't get in trouble. -.- Well, I went with him and he asked me to tie a chip to a leaf of a plant. The leaf was really long and slender. I took some time but I tied it. Then, there was a bunch of kids sitting in front of us singing this rather annoying song. They would clap a beat and sing very VERY off tune while the ferries arrived. The guides on the ferries became annoyed because, of course, the kids were being a distraction to the tour. There was a couple of boys in the group that were a bit too much on the feminine  side. They thought they were so cool. 


I blame relativity.


My parents rented a beach house at South Padre Island. At first, I didn't want to go to the island. We had just arrived from Dallas and I was homesick, but of course we had to do what my mom wanted. We always have to do what she wants. Anyway, we got to the house and gave the beach a visit. We decided to walk to the big rocks at the far end. In total, we spent 3 hours walking. I was extremely sunburned at the end of it. My dad was angry at me because when we finally got to the rocks, my sister decided to climb the rocks that were inside the water. The rocks were wet and invaded by algae or whatever that plant was. My sister made it to the top and my little brothers followed. I guess I wasn't thinking because I didn't tell them to get off after a while of climbing. My littlest brother listened but my other brother didn't. The brother that didn't listen fell. My parents blamed me. -.- The day after, some friends came by. Our goal was to build a humongous castle with a jacuzzi in it. We began digging. We didn't finish, but we did make a somewhat big hole. At night, we went crab hunting. We caught many crabs. We also found a dead fish that probably wasn't able to reach the water. The tide was extremely low. We put it in the bucket too :) so the crabs could eat it, haha. That night, we found two red buckets and A LOT of sand toys, hehehe. I really enjoyed the beach at night. The tide is so low that you can see the sand with ripples that is usually under water during the day. It felt amazing to my feet. The day after, I got sick. I think it was the food that we ate. I, since then, hate fish. I didn't go to the beach that day. I wasn't feeling well enough, so I took a nap. When I woke up, the Women's World Cup was on. I watched USA battle with Japan. I live in the United States and I'm loyal to the US but I wanted Japan to win. I really believed they needed the victory. They needed to have happiness in their life after the tragedy that happened earlier in the year. They needed inspiration to keep going. I was glad Japan won. Finally, the day after, we left. I was excited to leave because that house was too cold and the blankets sucked.


Stop burning the scallops, you DONKEY! >:/ lol


Chef Ramsay is AMAZING! I admire him so much. I wish I could cook like him. Wait, I wish I could be the best at something in life. One day, I will be the best. I just have to put my heart into whatever I do. I already know that I'm not going to be the best in anything that has to do with music because I am horrible in band, haha.


I like the anxiousness of wanting to brush my teeth after buying a new toothbrush. :)


The hotel that I stayed at in Dallas was an absolute mistake.


Arrivaderci. 

Magic. :)

Hippie Headphones.

Earlier today, I traveled to my aunt's home with my mom. We entered my aunt's house and found a live broadcast on TV of the case of Casey Anthony. The judge was about to read Casey Anthony's verdict. For those of you who are not familiar with Casey Anthony, she is a woman who killed her daughter. Well, that's what every person with a rightful mind thought. The judge handed the papers containing the verdict to a clerk. The clerk was instructed to read the papers out loud. For some reason, the clerk seemed nervous or maybe she was awestruck because her voice shook and she stumbled upon some words. To sum it up, Casey Anthony was found innocent. My jaw dropped. I was so sure she would get was she deserved. Casey began crying. I'm guessing it was of happiness. That woman didn't deserve that kind of joy. That woman doesn't even deserve to see the light of day. All I have to say about this is that one day it will come back to her. It will haunt her and hurt her. Justice must be served.

I should really clean my room.

You know that feeling of waiting for something and when it finally comes you miss it? I do. I missed my last day of class today. It wasn't really important but I had been waiting for days to receive my score. It was a pretty big disappointment. The reason I missed class was………that I overslept. -.- Irony is what I called it. I'm always the person telling people to wake up and go to sleep, but, for once, I should have listened to my own advice.

Don't leave the milk alone for too long.

Two weeks ago, I had bought a brand new toothbrush because I had gotten bored of my old one. The toothbrush that I purchased was pretty amazing. It was transparent on some places and solid on others. It had a tongue scrubber and it was recommended by special dentists. The problem was that I had left it at my grandpa's house. I wasn't worried because who would want to steal a toothbrush, right? When I went back this week, it was gone. I couldn't believe it. Of course, it happened to me. -.-

Why did you let the receipt fall to the ground?

I love babies. What is it about babies that makes a person smile? The babies don't talk. They can barely even laugh, but a person is extremely happy when exposed to one. Maybe it is their size, or maybe it is their eyes. Everything about a baby is cute. I even think the way a baby cries is cute. Perhaps it's that a baby is so pure that there is no other emotion that can be expressed but happiness. I feel grateful that most babies receive only love. The babies who don't receive love are unlucky. All babies should receive positive affection. This will help them in their future. Even when the babies have grown up and turned into adults, they should feel love.

Try to be happy because when you're in heaven you'll be content with what you did on earth.

Something that I truly do not enjoy is an awkward moment. One circumstance that I especially like to avoid is when somebody is so in love with a song that I become part of it. The person is so passionate about the song, that they decide to turn that moment into a music video. That person transforms into the singer and I turn into the victim. The person stares at me with amorous eyes and I have no clue how to react. I smile but in my head, I want to shoot myself.

How many pairs of pants can your floor take, Alejandra? D:<

One thing I dislike is getting copied. I work hard for what I have. I'm not going to just give my work away to somebody that doesn't deserve it. Some people don't know what it is to work to pass. They only know copying. One day, that is going to send them down the drain because there is not always going to be a person willing to give away their work. Learn to work hard and try to see that some people do care. Some people DO deserve what they have. I guess it really doesn't matter because the people that are hardworking are the ones that will succeed. Carry on!

Keep a healthy lifestyle because your grandchildren would like to meet you.

I am SO excited because I am going to Dallas for a week. I'm excited because all I do is sit in my room all day everyday. It gets depressing after a while. I needed some action in my life. :D

Be nice because you never know when lightning might strike.

By the way, I got some hippie headphones. :D

May you never drown in a vat of monkey semen. (In every single blog entry, I will have a different way of saying goodbye.) 

The Reason.

This morning, I was trying to remember my dream. Instead, I imagined something very interesting. What if we were droplets and instead of attending school, we would get poured into the classroom by a big cup? After we were poured we, as water droplets, would settle on a desk and turn into humans again. I don't know if I have seen this before but it would be amazingly entertaining. :D

I eat munchies even if I'm full.

Yesterday, there was a tornado. I kinda made fun of the tornado :O. People were all scared :O. I didn't really take the situation seriously because if the tornado was really as dangerous as people thought, there would have been some type of warning. Nobody really mentioned that the tornado could be a risk to our health. There was even people playing outside. Some people just get on my nerves with their drama. -.- Just shut up hehe.

Go eat some sugar. Maybe that will sweeten up your life.

Anger is really difficult to control, at least for me. Sometimes, I commit actions that I would've never dared to during a calm state. I have never really learned to conquer anger. The closest to conquering anger for me is staying quiet and locking myself in my room. I still scream out, though. It feels good to scream out, but then my mom would probably burst in my room yelling also. One day, I will conquer anger. I doubt it will be soon but it will happen one day.

Please control the amount of judging you do.

You know that feeling you get when you have agreed to something but take it back right after? I do. Agreeing to something reluctantly feels horrible. o.o It's like having it perfect a few seconds before and then having it stolen from you. It feels even worse when you know you were the one that put yourself in the situation because you could have easily said no.

Morning headaches are the worst.

The people that should be treasured the most are those who help you in your times of need. Ironically, a lot of people choose to talk to those who cause them pain. I don't know what it is about us humans but it's like we bring the pain upon ourselves. I'm not scolding anybody because I have also done it. It's probable that every human has done it. We always give attention those that ignore us and ignore the ones that help us the most. It feels horrible to be the person trying to help, and, even then, be ignored. Some people just never learn and one day when you are actually willing to accept their help, they'll be long gone. Try to see who really cares for you and who you are only a prop to because it won't be easy if you realize it too late. Those people who help you just because they care deserve more than what you give them. Be more grateful!

Cranberry juice with ice cubes is very good.

The reason I started to write this blog is simple. I wanted to grow as a person. I write things that I would've never thought of before. Writing helped me learn how to explore my mind. It also helped me explain things that bothered me. Now, I can let things out without hurting anyone.

Cheerio!

SweaterCoveredSofa.

I am sitting in a house that does not belong to me. It is my aunt's house. This house is populated by two kids and their parents. One of the kids is 2 months old. He is the biggest sweetheart out there. He already smiles :) This world really needed his smile. The more smiles in this world, the better. If a baby's smile can make anybody feel happier, why can't a grown-up's smile do the same? It takes almost no energy to force a smile onto your face. Brighten up a person's day and smile at them because wouldn't you like the same?

The sofa I'm sitting on is brown.

Recently, I became grateful for being immune to rusting. I couldn't possibly imagine how we would handle rain. Everybody would wear special suits to dodge the water. Even worse, we wouldn't be able to shower. What would we be made of if we were not allowed to touch water? How would this world smell? o.o

Don't act like a fool when it isn't necessary.

You know that feeling of frustration when your mom is screaming at you to clean your room? I do. It is so vexing that I just want to turn off my ears. It might be horrible to be the child, but how does it feel to be the mother of the child who doesn't want to listen? Sometimes, we have to take into consideration everything that our parents do for us. Yes, the ways that they express their anger are very chaotic and crazy, but what else can they do? Think about it this way, if you were a parent would you smother your kid and let him/her do whatever they wanted? Would you listen to their pouting and accept their tantrums? I would not. I would probably be even worse than my parents. My parents always annoy me and make me want to pull my hair out; however, I do TRY to take everything they do for me into consideration. One day, I'll understand them completely and see a side of them that I had never seen in me.

Children should respect their elders as much as they respect their friends.

Yesterday, I helped my aunt go to the store and buy groceries. When we got to her house, I helped her put everything away. That is when it hit me," Why am I so cooperant with my aunt and not my mom? Why do I complain with my mom and not my aunt?" This event certainly got me thinking. I have noticed that whenever my mom asks me to help her, I either don't do it or complain. I do not know if this is everybody's case but it is  mine. I do not understand why I do this. Why do I complain to a person that has giving me the world? I have not figured it out, yet.

Why do we have favorite colors?

Do you ever wonder why your favorite color is your favorite color? It is pretty confusing to me. I don't really know why I like a color, I just do. I wouldn't be able to explain to somebody why yellow is my favorite color. I don't understand colors.

Have you ever gone to sleep wanting to pee?

I got home from school feeling lazy, so I left my sweater on the couch.

Discovery

A while ago, I went outside because of a status I read on Facebook. It said

THERE'S A BEAUTIFUL RAINBOW OUTSIDE

, and it had been posted a few seconds from when I read it, so I went outside, looked up at the sky, and only half of the rainbow was there.

I photographed it anyways :D

When I turned to look at the side where the sun was setting, I saw the prettiest shade of green ever. It was the grass; it looked beautiful. Tiny droplets of water sparkled, and that's when I walked towards that spot where the grass looked amazing. There was also a puddle next to the grass. I was tempted to jump in the puddle ( I don't know how to say it haha), but I just couldn't. I felt like a kid again. I felt something that I hadn't in years. I felt innocent. What kept me from jumping into that puddle was the fact that my boots would be ruined. It was my own fault. I was holding myself back from something that would be the only enjoyable thing that I would experience today. I ruined my chance. (damn) I tend to do that; ruin my chances. I have to learn to be a kid again and actually enjoy my life a lot more.

:)

"Don't look at me that way, like I'm the one who's not the same"