Thursday, June 24, 2010

I had to take the baby for his checkup

Me, my mom, and my sister Liz took EJ to the pediatrician for his six month checkup. He was so happy up on the table, crawling around, ripping up the paper, and bonking his head on the mirror.

And then it came time for the shots.

I felt awful! I had to hold him still, and he was glaring at me (you gotta watch out for this baby; he will seriously pinch you if you make himunhappy), and then the doctor injected the needle.

His eyes went huge and then he just started bawling. I almost cried, too. I also found out the sight of blood doesn't sit too well with me. EJ cried and cried until he fell asleep, and then he woke up crying. Now I feel guilty every time I look at him.

The no-music thing isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Mostly because I didn't use my computer at all yesterday - partly because I broke the rules a little and listened to the radio turned down really quietly when I went to bed. I can't sleep without some sound. I'm guessing it's from all these years of living in my noisy house :D

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Wake up call

I got a wake up call today. I've done absolutely nothing productive for almost an entire month. I feel awful just writing that. In five minutes I could probably come up with ten excuses why I haven't (sadly, making excuses is something I excel at).

This month I've managed not to drive, read - fiction, nonfiction, or my bible - write, walk the dog, or hang out with my siblings. I pretty much spend my entire day playing with EJ or listening to music.

So I have come to the decision that I need to take a break. From music, I mean. I cringe at the idea of not listening to music twenty-four seven but when that's all I'm doing, it's definitely time to take a step back. Starting tomorrow morning (yes, yes, I know. But I am really going to do it!) I'll be cut off from music for a week. No doubt you'll hear me whining about it in a while.

On a note that does not include myself, my family had a lot of fun on Father's Day. We got my dad a My Touch Slider. For awhile he wanted to stick with his old phone, a Razor, but when he figured out all the stuff his new phone could do, he warmed right up to it :)

Monday, June 14, 2010

Pictures of the Munchkin baby and other stuff

That's my new nickname for EJ - Munchkin Baby. Don't ask where it came from because I really have no idea :)





Here's a random picture of a flower growing behind my house. I used a little Picasa on it, in case you couldn't tell.



And here's a picture from the graduation. I'm on the right, Elizabeth is on the left, and that's my grandfather in the middle.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Graduated!

I am officially a high school graduate. I just love saying that now. The ceremony was so awesome. I've watched it about six times, for all my older sisters and cousins, and I finally got to experience it from the graduate side.

My dress was so pretty. My older sister Kyra bought it for me. It was even purple, my all time favorite color (not according to my Aunt Julie, but that's a whole other story). I wore the heels I've been wearing for about a year, to lessen the chance of my doing something crazy and tripping and falling on my face up on the stage. Which I didn't; fall, I mean. I took tiny little steps to make sure of that :)

After the ceremony, and after the impromptu photo shoot with my Uncle Robert behind the camera, we all went back to my house to celebrate even further. We had a gigantic barbecue and I got barbecued ribs! Yum, I love those. On a random note, my mom got these chocolate chip cookies that were scarily addictive. I was eating them all night.

My mom gave Elizabeth and I each a photo matte that people could autograph. It was a lot of fun to go around and collect everybody's autograph; some of the things they wrote were so sweet I almost cried. On Liz's I wrote "No rest for the wicked awesome. Go forth and conquer!" We had some fun with that :)

Anyway, so now I'm officially graduated. The plan is to do two years at a community college here at home and then go to my dream college, Murray State University in Kentucky. But we'll see if and how my plans match with God's.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Two More Days

There are only two more days until my graduation! Well, my and my sister Elizabeth's graduation. I took my senior picture (it was absolute agony. I hate getting my picture taken). My grandparents and my cousins are getting here tomorrow. All the invitations are out. I got my graduation dress, which is dark purple and amazingly beautiful. My sister Kyra and I picked it out.

I still don't have shoes, which is probably just as well. I found this awesome pair but the heels were five inches high, which would make me six foot two. So not happening. I guess I'll wear the shoes I got for my best friend Micah's graduation.

There was this piano song, Croatian Rhapsody, which I was planning to play for my grandparents but I haven't quite gotten the hang of it yet. Unless a miracle happens I don't think I'll be playing it tomorrow.

Speaking of piano, I graduated from the music school I'd been going to for the past seven or eight years. I'm kind of sad about that. But they let me keep the upright piano I borrowed for them, which is awesome. I'd miss my piano and after all the years I'd been spoiled on it, I'd probably whine about having to go back to a keyboard.

You know the best part about graduating at sixteen? You get to do semester in college with your second oldest sister. That will be so much fun. Me and Kyra and Elizabeth in the same college. Liz and I are already planning all the way we're going to bother Kyra.

Besides that, not much has been happening. I finished another novel after three months of sweating blood over it. I have a ton of library books still to read. I have to make this big picture collage that'll be on display at the graduation ceremony. I should probably get to work on it. After I read the rest of my book. It's called "The Naming" and it's really boring, but I hate to not finish a book.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

How I Read

I love books. I have been an avid reader since I was old enough to handle a book with the proper reverence it was due. My mother writes books and reads books. My older sisters loved reading so much, they'd read the backs of shampoo bottles. It was only natural that I follow in their footsteps.

When I read a book, I require several things. First, no audience. I cannot stand people watching me when I read. I would rather not read at all than be watched. Secondly, I have to be able to prop my feet up. There's no explaining that one so I won't try. I don't like dog-eared pages, funky fonts, or when people don't use quotation marks. There's a new and coming style of using dashes instead of quotation marks: {-I'd rather not.} versus {"I'd rather not."} It drives me up the wall.

It's preferable to have Oreos, an oatmeal creme pie, or some other form of pure calories on hand when I'm reading. I always feel like a lazy bum when I read and eat but it can't be helped. I've cut back on it a little since my mother banned reading at the table, but not much.

I like to curl up with my books under a blanket, under my bed, or outside on the trampoline. I usually listen to music twenty-four seven but when I'm reading I can do without it. If I am listening to music and I come across a song I think fits well with the book, I will put it on repeat and listen to it over and over again until I finish the book. I also like to come up with theme songs for the book characters.

After I read a good book, I will sometimes sit down and write a scene very similar to one of my favorites from it, only with my characters. It was a writing exercise I found in a book once and I find that it gives me a sense of satisfaction to reinvent what I've read.

When I'm finished with the book and my sister has read it as well, we discuss it while we're supposed to be sleeping. I'll generally talk about a good book anywhere between two days and two weeks after I've read it. By then everybody is sick of hearing about it but I'll keep analyzing and marveling and wondering until I've dissected it to death. When I reach that point, I'll have finished another book, and the process begins all over.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Eldarwen (http://thefaithfulelvenprincess.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-party-shall-we.html) is having a blog party and an awesome giveaway for the Owl City cd Ocean Eyes. And here’s the tag (I love tags ^_^)

1) How old are you? I’m sixteen. Seventeen in August.

2) What name do you go by on blogger? Gabriellan

3) When is your birthday? August 30

4) If you could live anywhere in the world, besides where you live now, where would it be? California. I was born there and I loved the beach.

5) How did you find out about Blogger? From Earwen. I found out about WordPress from her, too.

6) Tell us something interesting about yourself: Hm. My little brother and I have this game where we tickle each other and then blame it on an invisible man. Huh. Sounds less crazy when you’re actually doing it.

7) What was your favorite toy when you were little? Plastic horses. My favorite one was a bay named Star that my sister gave to me for my birthday. My cousin broke off all his legs. *sigh*

What is your favorite meal? Have you ever cooked/helped cook that meal? My favorite meal is barbecued ribs and mashed potatoes, or Shepherd’s Pie. I’ve helped cook both.

9) If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’d want to be less lazy. I enjoy napping way too much.

10) Are you an outside person, or an inside person? I don’t know. Depends on the season.

11) Are you a mommy’s boy/girl, or a daddy’s boy/girl? Neither, although I spend more time with my mom.

12) In one word, describe the feeling you get when you stub your toe, after just being told by your parents that you are grounded for the next month: (gotta copy Earwen on this one) AARRRRGGGGHHHH!

13) Let’s say you TP’d your friend’s house (for those of you who don’t know what TP’d stands for, it means toilet papered. As in, put toilet paper on their trees, cars, house, porch, etc.). If someone asked you why you TP’d your friends house, you would say: It seemed like a good idea at the time.

14) Have you ever gone swimming in deep, dark, dirty water? Yes, at the South Carolinian beach. Right after watching Jaws. It was…interesting.

15) Have you ever dreamed about getting ready to leave the house, and forgetting to get your pants on? No. But I have started out of the house in my pajamas; and in clothes with slippers.

16) Have you ever done something so ridiculous, that you wish you’d never done it? If so, what? I love doing ridiculous stuff, like making faces at other people when we’re driving. I haven’t regretted any of it. So far

17) Imagine that you saw a purse snatching. What would you do?

a) scream and run away. b) move out of the state/country. c) tackle the purse snatcher to the ground. d) ignore it, start whistling, and turn the other direction. c, definitely. I’m always happy to help – plus my dad had me and my siblings do wrestling matches when we were younger. I like to hit people.

18) How many friends do you have on blogger? I d’know… but I love em all!

19) What makes blogging so much fun for you? I like to talk, and on a blog I don’t have to try to talk louder and faster than all my siblings

20) You’re a turtle, who has bet that you can win a race with a rabbit. How does it turn out? I’d probably feel bad for the rabbit and let him win. I’m such a pushover.