What's on my mind this morning... Well I already wrote a 3 page note to the BFF and I think that drained it all out. Now I should be reading AMSCO but I'm hopeless about that quiz, I doubt I'll read any of it anyways. Plus I have over an hour to read that, and this post isn't going to take that long.
I realized that there are SO many ways to communicate. I'm so happy having a cellphone. Seriously, I remember life when I didn't have it and it was awful. Now in the car I text to my hearts desire. And I need to talk to someone on the phone I just call them up, nobody is on my phone. And no one is listening in. It feels really good to be in control like that.
This guy. He's just like Edward. He wrote me a lullaby, wears a peacoat every day, says cheesy stuff like him, wanted to buy a silver volvo. Now he read the book and realizes it I think haha. He took me to school today, (it was raining and cloudy just like Forks). and I felt like Bella. Except I'm nothing like her. Oh yeah, and he got a hair cut and does the same style as Edward. Its pretty awesome. I just need to get my emotions straight right now. And that's a dangerous thing to write about on a blog so here is where I stop.
I love musical, I want it to go on forever. We've only had like 5 rehearsals but I've loved everyone of them. I had to leave early yesterday because I had a forensics meet and i was sooo mad. I hate missing rehearsal.
Friday, 12 December 2008
Thursday, 11 December 2008
Dealing with Protective Parents
Over protective parents can be hindering and unreasonable. I know because I used to have them. My parents had rules for everything, when I could get my ears pierced, who I could hang out with, what to wear, when to be home, what I could watch anything there that was needed to be decided about they had an answer for; a very protective answer to be specific.
As the years go on, I learn how to deal with them. I think it comes down to three basic things, communication, being mature and responsible, and compromising. Lets take a simple situation and show how these steps helped work it out.
I’ve always wanted to dye my hair. But my parents were convinced that I shouldn’t. It was risky; I was too young… excuses galore! The first thing to do is to sit down with them and tell them what you want. Communication is the only way to get your point across. DON’T just buy the dye go to a friends house and come back with purple hair. Now be ready to hear a flat out ‘no’ but have a come back. This takes a lot of planning. But with the right kind of talking it will work out better in some way.
It helps if you already have their trust. If they say no, they have to know that you will obey them. So keep a clean history, and if you’ve already messed up their trust then don’t both with asking them for something else. So be mature and calm about the situation. Also remember, if your parents are so protective then they must have a reason for it. Even though you can’t possibly imagine why they would be holding you back, they actually do have an answer. The key is to ask! It shows that you’re mature and that you care. Which leads to the third step.
Compromise.
“Mom and Dad, I almost always listen to what you tell me to do. I have good grades, nice friends, I clean my room etc. and I feel like I deserve this”. Most likely, they’ll agree that you do (if what you said was true). This will open their minds to new thoughts about maybe loosening up. Then suggest something a little less drastic than the original idea, showing that you’re open to haggle with the situation. Originally, I wanted to dye my hair dark brown (from blonde!) then I suggested maybe I could just do natural highlights as a first experience.
After you have communicated, been mature, and compromised let them talk amongst themselves. Parents will have different ideas, and will want to communicate themselves. If they don’t talk to you about the situation after a few days, mention it once again. But don’t nag or complain. Eventually, they will let up. If they really do say no again, it’s okay because you can use it as more help to you next time you want something by saying, “Since I’m not allowed to dye my hair even thought I’m responsible and was willing to compromise maybe I can…” fill in the blank.
Over protective parents mean they care about you and truly love you. They just don’t want their little girls and boys growing up. Just remember to communicate your feelings, be reasonable, and be ready to compromise. It’ll all work out with careful planning.
As the years go on, I learn how to deal with them. I think it comes down to three basic things, communication, being mature and responsible, and compromising. Lets take a simple situation and show how these steps helped work it out.
I’ve always wanted to dye my hair. But my parents were convinced that I shouldn’t. It was risky; I was too young… excuses galore! The first thing to do is to sit down with them and tell them what you want. Communication is the only way to get your point across. DON’T just buy the dye go to a friends house and come back with purple hair. Now be ready to hear a flat out ‘no’ but have a come back. This takes a lot of planning. But with the right kind of talking it will work out better in some way.
It helps if you already have their trust. If they say no, they have to know that you will obey them. So keep a clean history, and if you’ve already messed up their trust then don’t both with asking them for something else. So be mature and calm about the situation. Also remember, if your parents are so protective then they must have a reason for it. Even though you can’t possibly imagine why they would be holding you back, they actually do have an answer. The key is to ask! It shows that you’re mature and that you care. Which leads to the third step.
Compromise.
“Mom and Dad, I almost always listen to what you tell me to do. I have good grades, nice friends, I clean my room etc. and I feel like I deserve this”. Most likely, they’ll agree that you do (if what you said was true). This will open their minds to new thoughts about maybe loosening up. Then suggest something a little less drastic than the original idea, showing that you’re open to haggle with the situation. Originally, I wanted to dye my hair dark brown (from blonde!) then I suggested maybe I could just do natural highlights as a first experience.
After you have communicated, been mature, and compromised let them talk amongst themselves. Parents will have different ideas, and will want to communicate themselves. If they don’t talk to you about the situation after a few days, mention it once again. But don’t nag or complain. Eventually, they will let up. If they really do say no again, it’s okay because you can use it as more help to you next time you want something by saying, “Since I’m not allowed to dye my hair even thought I’m responsible and was willing to compromise maybe I can…” fill in the blank.
Over protective parents mean they care about you and truly love you. They just don’t want their little girls and boys growing up. Just remember to communicate your feelings, be reasonable, and be ready to compromise. It’ll all work out with careful planning.
The Consequences of Not Breathing
Mrs. Whitaker!” Stephanie said, “Jessica can make her face turn bright red!” My best friends, Stephanie and Harli Ray, were standing with me in front of the teacher bench. It was a warm breezy day at Randolph Elementary School in Goochland, Virginia. After performing my newly found talent to my best friends, we all decided it would be a fun idea to show the teachers too.
It was the spring of fourth grade. Goochland was my new home I was comfortable and happy there. I had moved to the school in the middle of third grade and immediately felt a connection. My friends and I always went to hang out under a climbing wall of huge black tires during recess. It was nice and cool under the shade of the sun-warmed tires.
“It’ll look just like a tomato!” I said, “Just watch!” I took a deep breath as if I was about to go underwater and held it in tight. I built more and more pressure in my head and watched as the teachers gasped in surprise. Moments later I felt all the stability in my body leave and I fell straight backwards completely blacked out.
The smell of gravel filled my nostrils and alerted me. The first thing I felt when I woke up was my back aching. I realized I had fallen on the wooden log that bordered the playground. I slowly opened my eyes.
“Do you want some water? Are you okay? Drink some water. Can you breathe alright?” The voice said frantically. Through the sliver opening in my eyes I saw a teacher crouched down right in front of me. She was holding a glass of water, with her other hand held out to help me up. I looked around and saw the entire fourth grade looking down at me, surrounding me. Vague whispers of concerned voices filled the air as I realized where I was.
I stood up and regained my balance. I felt a tingling sensation of all the blood being rushed back to the proper place in my body.
“No I think I’m okay,” I told her while she made forced the water into my hand.
“Colby! Go tell Mr. Harriston to come here so he can carry her to the nurse!” the Teacher said. He attention directed back to me as she switched her tone to sweet again, “Honey are you sure you’re alright?”
I didn’t want anyone to pick me up; I felt dizzy enough. I mumbled the rejections of her command but it was too late. Here came the 400-pound Physical Education teacher already sweating from his trot over to us. I felt my body being lifted.
Looking back, I don’t remember anything else after that moment. I think I recovered and went on with my day. I do remember coming home, and Ms. Whitaker calling my mom because I had forgotten to tell her the day’s events. She thought it was funny that I didn’t even mention what had happened; I guess it didn’t seem so important.
That was the first time I’d ever fainted, and I haven’t passed out since. It was really stupid of me to not realize what I was doing would have that outcome. I was so proud that I could turn my face red and no one else could that I didn’t think about the dangers…
It was the first day that the idea of my actions having consequences dawned on me. In away it was a big step in growing up. Everyone has his or her epiphanies, and I like how my first one turned out.
It was the spring of fourth grade. Goochland was my new home I was comfortable and happy there. I had moved to the school in the middle of third grade and immediately felt a connection. My friends and I always went to hang out under a climbing wall of huge black tires during recess. It was nice and cool under the shade of the sun-warmed tires.
“It’ll look just like a tomato!” I said, “Just watch!” I took a deep breath as if I was about to go underwater and held it in tight. I built more and more pressure in my head and watched as the teachers gasped in surprise. Moments later I felt all the stability in my body leave and I fell straight backwards completely blacked out.
The smell of gravel filled my nostrils and alerted me. The first thing I felt when I woke up was my back aching. I realized I had fallen on the wooden log that bordered the playground. I slowly opened my eyes.
“Do you want some water? Are you okay? Drink some water. Can you breathe alright?” The voice said frantically. Through the sliver opening in my eyes I saw a teacher crouched down right in front of me. She was holding a glass of water, with her other hand held out to help me up. I looked around and saw the entire fourth grade looking down at me, surrounding me. Vague whispers of concerned voices filled the air as I realized where I was.
I stood up and regained my balance. I felt a tingling sensation of all the blood being rushed back to the proper place in my body.
“No I think I’m okay,” I told her while she made forced the water into my hand.
“Colby! Go tell Mr. Harriston to come here so he can carry her to the nurse!” the Teacher said. He attention directed back to me as she switched her tone to sweet again, “Honey are you sure you’re alright?”
I didn’t want anyone to pick me up; I felt dizzy enough. I mumbled the rejections of her command but it was too late. Here came the 400-pound Physical Education teacher already sweating from his trot over to us. I felt my body being lifted.
Looking back, I don’t remember anything else after that moment. I think I recovered and went on with my day. I do remember coming home, and Ms. Whitaker calling my mom because I had forgotten to tell her the day’s events. She thought it was funny that I didn’t even mention what had happened; I guess it didn’t seem so important.
That was the first time I’d ever fainted, and I haven’t passed out since. It was really stupid of me to not realize what I was doing would have that outcome. I was so proud that I could turn my face red and no one else could that I didn’t think about the dangers…
It was the first day that the idea of my actions having consequences dawned on me. In away it was a big step in growing up. Everyone has his or her epiphanies, and I like how my first one turned out.
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Schooool.
Well. The first semester is coming to an end. Its a mixed blessing. I love school but at the same time I don't. Probably like most people. Some of my classes are ending, and others just KEEP ON GOING.
Algebra 2, that's ending. Praise Allah. But I'm just going to go right into Pre-Calc Honors next semester.
My History of Photography online class is ending. And my teachers hasn't graded the past 3 weeks of assignments so I don't know what my grade is at all. Which is nerve wracking because its the final grade. In place of that will be Chemistry Honors. Ew? I hate science so much.
Then I just keep having AP US, AP Lang, AP Psych, and Early Release. But I don't drive so whoop there.
But I have musical which is really really awesome. Its what gives me a reason to go to school.
Last night I went to our girls basketball game, our Blue Streaks are BALLIN. literally. That was fun, but I got home at like 9:30 and remembered that I needed to take notes on all of Chapter 11 in Bailey. I did like... 6 pages and then Evan called me and we talked for an hour. He made me feel better. My problems compared to his. wow. Not really comparable.
But I need to finish my column number 4 for Lang. =/ So I'm going to have to stop procrastinating on this exciting blog. haha.
Algebra 2, that's ending. Praise Allah. But I'm just going to go right into Pre-Calc Honors next semester.
My History of Photography online class is ending. And my teachers hasn't graded the past 3 weeks of assignments so I don't know what my grade is at all. Which is nerve wracking because its the final grade. In place of that will be Chemistry Honors. Ew? I hate science so much.
Then I just keep having AP US, AP Lang, AP Psych, and Early Release. But I don't drive so whoop there.
But I have musical which is really really awesome. Its what gives me a reason to go to school.
Last night I went to our girls basketball game, our Blue Streaks are BALLIN. literally. That was fun, but I got home at like 9:30 and remembered that I needed to take notes on all of Chapter 11 in Bailey. I did like... 6 pages and then Evan called me and we talked for an hour. He made me feel better. My problems compared to his. wow. Not really comparable.
But I need to finish my column number 4 for Lang. =/ So I'm going to have to stop procrastinating on this exciting blog. haha.
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
People
Some people make life easier to live in.
Those are the kind of people I want to be more like.
The acquaintances who go home during early release to make cookies and bring them back for you.
The best friends that stay OUT of drama and get into things only if they're forced.
The teachers that really care if you're learning the material in their class or not.
The coaches who work hard with you because you don't know what you're doing.
The random people who encourage you to join the team or club.
I really appreciate those kinds of people.
Those are the kind of people I want to be more like.
The acquaintances who go home during early release to make cookies and bring them back for you.
The best friends that stay OUT of drama and get into things only if they're forced.
The teachers that really care if you're learning the material in their class or not.
The coaches who work hard with you because you don't know what you're doing.
The random people who encourage you to join the team or club.
I really appreciate those kinds of people.
Monday, 8 December 2008
Mikoláš Den
December 6th is Saint Nickoles Day in the Czech Republic. And because my dad isn't going to be here for Christmas we celebrated it then. So we ate the big meal, opened presents, took pictures, did all those Christmas things. It was nice, but it felt weird because no one else was celebrating it.
I got a Capo for my guitar FINALLY! I can now play Love Story by Taylor Swift the right way. =] And I don't remember anything else I got at this moment. haha must've not been so important. The whole point of christmas has never been the gifts for me anyway. Its just been the atmosphere. That's by far my favorite part.
At church on Sunday this guy walked in and walked right up to the front in the middle of the sermon and knocked one of the advent candles over and put it out. Then he kept on walking and out the door. Our pastor flipped but tried to keep his cool. He continued with the sermon and everyone else was SO distracted. Turns out he's some guy who actually GOES to our church. He's bipolar and doesn't feel like he should take his meds. So... I don't really see that as an excuse. It was just really interesting.
So that was my weekend in a nutshell. I also went to the christmas parade, and went to Daves Taverna.
I got a Capo for my guitar FINALLY! I can now play Love Story by Taylor Swift the right way. =] And I don't remember anything else I got at this moment. haha must've not been so important. The whole point of christmas has never been the gifts for me anyway. Its just been the atmosphere. That's by far my favorite part.
At church on Sunday this guy walked in and walked right up to the front in the middle of the sermon and knocked one of the advent candles over and put it out. Then he kept on walking and out the door. Our pastor flipped but tried to keep his cool. He continued with the sermon and everyone else was SO distracted. Turns out he's some guy who actually GOES to our church. He's bipolar and doesn't feel like he should take his meds. So... I don't really see that as an excuse. It was just really interesting.
So that was my weekend in a nutshell. I also went to the christmas parade, and went to Daves Taverna.
Friday, 5 December 2008
Clothes, Trees, and Rehearsal.
I realized I don't put any effort into what I wear to school anymore. Its usually jeans, sweatshirt, shoes. haha. And my hair is either in a ponytail, or down. Nothing exciting. I'd like to put more time into it, and I have enough time too. I just don't have enough ideas ever. And I go shopping and don't find any exciting clothes because our mall is SOOO boring. But I really should try more, it's high school! Dressing up for it is really fun. People aren't going to care what we look like as adults, so I should take advantage of the moment now. I might even wear a dress on Monday... Or curl my hair! Or... wear eyeliner! haha.
With christmas coming maybe i'll get sweet clothes or money to buy sweet clothes. Cause I'm tired of my wardrobe now.
Hey it's Friday! I love fridays! I'm going to go to the christmas parade, Daves Taverna, and then see the new James Bond movie? That'd be fun. Maybe someone can spend the night at my house.
Yesterday we put up our tree, well first we bought our tree, then we put it up (well I wasn't there for that I had musical rehearsal) and then put lights, and ornaments! It looks really classy, and smells SO good. But it was really stressful decorating with my family, as usual, because my dad had Jet Lag (he flew in the night before), and he was REALLY cold he whined the whole time and refused to help. My mom didn't like that I wanted to put ALL the ornaments up there. and Abby was moody as usual. I'm so glad I'm not 13 anymore haha. But whatever, it's pretty much a tradition for our family to argue over stuff like that all the time. It's just how we roll my dad is very dominate, my mom get moody, and abby always wants to tell pointless annoying stories (even though I love her =]).
Musical rehearsal (the first one!) was really fun. I was so scared because the people I worked with all old hands at it. We learned the songs and sang them for the first time. I'm still working on all the parts and trying to memorize the lyrics. But I'm only in 2 songs (maybe 3) so it won't be too bad. Hello Dolly is actually a cute musical, i was a little upset at first when I heard that they were doing it, but I think it'll look good. I can't wait.
<3
With christmas coming maybe i'll get sweet clothes or money to buy sweet clothes. Cause I'm tired of my wardrobe now.
Hey it's Friday! I love fridays! I'm going to go to the christmas parade, Daves Taverna, and then see the new James Bond movie? That'd be fun. Maybe someone can spend the night at my house.
Yesterday we put up our tree, well first we bought our tree, then we put it up (well I wasn't there for that I had musical rehearsal) and then put lights, and ornaments! It looks really classy, and smells SO good. But it was really stressful decorating with my family, as usual, because my dad had Jet Lag (he flew in the night before), and he was REALLY cold he whined the whole time and refused to help. My mom didn't like that I wanted to put ALL the ornaments up there. and Abby was moody as usual. I'm so glad I'm not 13 anymore haha. But whatever, it's pretty much a tradition for our family to argue over stuff like that all the time. It's just how we roll my dad is very dominate, my mom get moody, and abby always wants to tell pointless annoying stories (even though I love her =]).
Musical rehearsal (the first one!) was really fun. I was so scared because the people I worked with all old hands at it. We learned the songs and sang them for the first time. I'm still working on all the parts and trying to memorize the lyrics. But I'm only in 2 songs (maybe 3) so it won't be too bad. Hello Dolly is actually a cute musical, i was a little upset at first when I heard that they were doing it, but I think it'll look good. I can't wait.
<3
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