Yeah I know that the blogging thing is pretty much done with, well for the grading part at least.
But I want to reflect on my years as a student here.
Freshman Year: Walking in, scared shittless, I honestly thought I was gonna die by the end of the week.
Middle of the year: I skipped Singers with my at the time best friend Brittney Neese, and Stecker caught us, and we got a detention...My mom only grounded me for 2 days, cuz I was honest.
End of the year: My best friend was moving to Alabama. We went to Adventure Land. Then I had to go to St. Louis with my church. It was the last time I ever saw her....
Sophomore year: I didn't have a lot of friends cuz I never traveled outside of my normal group, but Before school started I went to Anime Iowa with Nick Wood, Ryan Meyer, and Josh Winkie, so I kinda got lumped in with them. I became best friends with Nick's girlfriend, Shelbie, and we were inseperable.
Middle of the year: Got grounded for not cleaning my room. I made alot of new friends. Nothing really happened.
End of the year: Met Connor, fell head over heels. Pretty much dropped my friends for him.
Junior Year: Was dating Connor. People hadn't seen me all summer, so I kinda dropped off the face of the planet. Oh and I had a job.
Middle of the year: Failed alot of my classes. Broke up with Connor. Hit depression. Yeah.
End of the year: Lost one of my friends, cuz we are both stubborn. Seniors are gone. And I'm sad. Still have a job.
So thats my highschool experience so far.
Yeahhhhhhh
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
sigh
i miss it. i miss my childhood. i'm gonna be 18 in a few months and the years have just flown by. i miss riding my bike to school. i miss hanging out with shelby every waking moment. i miss not caring about what people thought. i miss not being a failure
Sunday, May 24, 2009
OMG ITS ESTHER!
So I'm gonna start my own youtube channel called "OMGITSESTHER!"
I'm not gonna post anything yet
And I shalln't tell you about it so you're just gonna have to find out for yourselves.
YEAH!
I'm not gonna post anything yet
And I shalln't tell you about it so you're just gonna have to find out for yourselves.
YEAH!
Another Blog about blogging
GOD MR AYERS WHY MUST WE BLOG ON THIS TOPIC!!!!!
ERUGGHHHHH!!!
I HATE BLOGGING!
ITS THE WORST THING I'VE EVER HAD TO DO FOR A CLASS!!!!!!
I'm kidddddding
lol
So please Mr. Ayers, don't just read the first part of that.
I don't wanna risk my grade for being a good actress....on a computer.......where anything you say can be taken in a whole new way.....
Crap....there goes my grade....
ANYWHOOOOOO
Lets talk about what I came here to talk about in the first place.
duh-duh-duh-
DUH-DUH!!!!!!
BLOGGING!!!!!
So pretty much this term I've mostly blogged about my life problems....cuz there was more.
My fellow classmates/table mates called my blog a gossip collumn.
But it wasn't really gossip.
It was my stupid teenage angst.
ERUGH
Hold on.
Got like 3 new text messages.
JEESH!
WHY MUST PEOPLE INTERRUPT!???
Ok so that was pretty much a waste.
One dude told me he was no longer a highschool student.
A dude I don't even like but my stupid cousin gave him my number.
errrrr.....
and then some stupid forward message about how my love will supposedly tell me he wants my body in a duffle bag or something...
AHHH
DISTRACTIONS!!!!
Back to business.
So blogging this term....
GOD DAMMIT!!!!
ANOTHER TEXT!!!!!!! >.<
-_-
Lydia.....
telling me to keep off her man.
AHHHH I HAVE A MAN! GET OFF MY DICK ALREADY WHORE
AHHHH ANOTHER MESSAGE!!!!!!!
I'd turn off my phone but then I would feel as if a part of me were missing.
SO NO MORE DISTRACTIONS!!!!
So Blogging:
It's awesome.
It's fun.
It's arguably the best assignment/easiest assignment I've ever had.
It's a great way to talk about random stuff that goes on.
I mean I know that not many people read it....hell I only know of two people and one's Mr. Ayers so technically he doesn't count cuz its his job :P (Not to make you feel inferior, Mr. Ayers but lets be honest YOU ARE FORCED TO READ THIS!!! But you enjoy it which is probably why I haven't failed this portion of the grade lol)
But seriously, I never really thought about blogging. I mean, I had a Xanga when I was younger but it was totally different. At the time it was pretty much talk about nothing, have weird music, and post alot of pictures.
Ok Ok Ok I know it sounds just like this blog, but I'm actually putting my heart and effort into this.
I mean, I am leaving out NO details on this so this is pretty much straight up my POV.
I know it may be wrong, but opinions are never wrong.
My blog does seem like a trash talking blog but really its just how I see the world.
I admit.
I can be a bitch.
And I cuss alot.
(FUCK THE CENSORS! I'M BLOGGING FROM HOME!)
But I've really opened up this year.
As I've said in the last blog about blogging, I love to look back at the crazy stuff I've written.
It makes me see what kind of person I really am.....
Which is a crazy one.
I should probably be committed.
Lol
But it has also shown me that writing is something I should probably do something with in the future.
Like write a novel about man eating robots on Jupiter that want to find the long lost space kitten....or something......
So yeah.
Pretty much blogging is amazing.
And Although this year is over and the blogging will no longer be required I'm still gonna post frequently....depending on how bored I am.
This to me isn't really for a grade.
It's a cool hobby.
And thats pretty much it.
KERINA OVER AND OUT!
AHHHH TEXT MESSAGE!!!!!
ERUGGHHHHH!!!
I HATE BLOGGING!
ITS THE WORST THING I'VE EVER HAD TO DO FOR A CLASS!!!!!!
I'm kidddddding
lol
So please Mr. Ayers, don't just read the first part of that.
I don't wanna risk my grade for being a good actress....on a computer.......where anything you say can be taken in a whole new way.....
Crap....there goes my grade....
ANYWHOOOOOO
Lets talk about what I came here to talk about in the first place.
duh-duh-duh-
DUH-DUH!!!!!!
BLOGGING!!!!!
So pretty much this term I've mostly blogged about my life problems....cuz there was more.
My fellow classmates/table mates called my blog a gossip collumn.
But it wasn't really gossip.
It was my stupid teenage angst.
ERUGH
Hold on.
Got like 3 new text messages.
JEESH!
WHY MUST PEOPLE INTERRUPT!???
Ok so that was pretty much a waste.
One dude told me he was no longer a highschool student.
A dude I don't even like but my stupid cousin gave him my number.
errrrr.....
and then some stupid forward message about how my love will supposedly tell me he wants my body in a duffle bag or something...
AHHH
DISTRACTIONS!!!!
Back to business.
So blogging this term....
GOD DAMMIT!!!!
ANOTHER TEXT!!!!!!! >.<
-_-
Lydia.....
telling me to keep off her man.
AHHHH I HAVE A MAN! GET OFF MY DICK ALREADY WHORE
AHHHH ANOTHER MESSAGE!!!!!!!
I'd turn off my phone but then I would feel as if a part of me were missing.
SO NO MORE DISTRACTIONS!!!!
So Blogging:
It's awesome.
It's fun.
It's arguably the best assignment/easiest assignment I've ever had.
It's a great way to talk about random stuff that goes on.
I mean I know that not many people read it....hell I only know of two people and one's Mr. Ayers so technically he doesn't count cuz its his job :P (Not to make you feel inferior, Mr. Ayers but lets be honest YOU ARE FORCED TO READ THIS!!! But you enjoy it which is probably why I haven't failed this portion of the grade lol)
But seriously, I never really thought about blogging. I mean, I had a Xanga when I was younger but it was totally different. At the time it was pretty much talk about nothing, have weird music, and post alot of pictures.
Ok Ok Ok I know it sounds just like this blog, but I'm actually putting my heart and effort into this.
I mean, I am leaving out NO details on this so this is pretty much straight up my POV.
I know it may be wrong, but opinions are never wrong.
My blog does seem like a trash talking blog but really its just how I see the world.
I admit.
I can be a bitch.
And I cuss alot.
(FUCK THE CENSORS! I'M BLOGGING FROM HOME!)
But I've really opened up this year.
As I've said in the last blog about blogging, I love to look back at the crazy stuff I've written.
It makes me see what kind of person I really am.....
Which is a crazy one.
I should probably be committed.
Lol
But it has also shown me that writing is something I should probably do something with in the future.
Like write a novel about man eating robots on Jupiter that want to find the long lost space kitten....or something......
So yeah.
Pretty much blogging is amazing.
And Although this year is over and the blogging will no longer be required I'm still gonna post frequently....depending on how bored I am.
This to me isn't really for a grade.
It's a cool hobby.
And thats pretty much it.
KERINA OVER AND OUT!
AHHHH TEXT MESSAGE!!!!!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Prom
So yes I am going to prom.
And to be honest I really don't want to go.
It's not that I don't like my date or anything,
I just hate dressing up.
I'm more of the staying at home and sleeping for hours type sort of person.
And I don't like school dances.
The whole grinding thing makes me throw up inside.
I was in dance (Ballet and Spirits--which is kinda like cheerleading/dance team and we performed at baseball games and fairs) for 7 years and I just don't like dancing at dances cuz my skills have enabled me to dance like everyone else.
I also don't like dancing like a whore.
Yeah I'm being cocky but hey, when you are taught the 'proper form' in the early years of life you pretty much are screwed.
I started dance when I was in Kindergarten (we moved from Atkins cuz my mom no longer had to go through Chemo, and I didn't have to live with my relatives in Walker anymore and I was gonna start school so yeah.....) and my dance instructer was a teacher at my school. She was talking to my mom and told me about the Dance of Iowa and how she taught the beginner class for little kids.
So my mom jumped on the opportunity.
I remember when I said I wanted to be Kerina the Ballerina
But not gonna lie, I was really embarrased and didn't talk to my mom for a few days.
I mean come on, I'm Irish, of course I'm stubborn.
But the first class I was in I immediately fell in love.
I wanted to do tap but in order to do tap I had to be enrolled in 3 classes at once: Ballet, Jazz, and then Tap.
So I did Ballet and Jazz for a year.
That was fun.
But after 4 years I kinda got tired of dancing, because I never learned anything new.
And my step-sister was supposed to join my class but instead she joined spirits.
So my last year at the Dance of Iowa I skipped the classes alot, but when time came to the performance, I had the routine down flat.
Then I told my mom I wanted to join spirits.
So I did.
Easy.
As.
Pie.
My sister hated me because I immediately took to the class, and our teachers even told our parents how good I was, if only I smiled.
They told them I should be in the Junior class, but I was only 10 so I had to wait.
After 3 years of hearing Tiffany (the owner) bitch about how some girls didn't punch their arms right, and how she isn't "Teaching us for her health" (yeah...for the money) I got sick of it and quit.
Never joined a dance class again.
But looking back I wish I stayed in dance.
I mean, dance got me through a lot of things.
My grandpa's death.
My mom's divorce to her stupid ex husband who cheated on her after my granpa died.
If I hadn't have waited for my sister to join ballet, (I stayed behind a year just for her) I would've been in the advance class.
So pretty much I'm a washed up dancer who actually loves to dance, but hates the school dances.
Girl brains.
Confusing.
And to be honest I really don't want to go.
It's not that I don't like my date or anything,
I just hate dressing up.
I'm more of the staying at home and sleeping for hours type sort of person.
And I don't like school dances.
The whole grinding thing makes me throw up inside.
I was in dance (Ballet and Spirits--which is kinda like cheerleading/dance team and we performed at baseball games and fairs) for 7 years and I just don't like dancing at dances cuz my skills have enabled me to dance like everyone else.
I also don't like dancing like a whore.
Yeah I'm being cocky but hey, when you are taught the 'proper form' in the early years of life you pretty much are screwed.
I started dance when I was in Kindergarten (we moved from Atkins cuz my mom no longer had to go through Chemo, and I didn't have to live with my relatives in Walker anymore and I was gonna start school so yeah.....) and my dance instructer was a teacher at my school. She was talking to my mom and told me about the Dance of Iowa and how she taught the beginner class for little kids.
So my mom jumped on the opportunity.
I remember when I said I wanted to be Kerina the Ballerina
But not gonna lie, I was really embarrased and didn't talk to my mom for a few days.
I mean come on, I'm Irish, of course I'm stubborn.
But the first class I was in I immediately fell in love.
I wanted to do tap but in order to do tap I had to be enrolled in 3 classes at once: Ballet, Jazz, and then Tap.
So I did Ballet and Jazz for a year.
That was fun.
But after 4 years I kinda got tired of dancing, because I never learned anything new.
And my step-sister was supposed to join my class but instead she joined spirits.
So my last year at the Dance of Iowa I skipped the classes alot, but when time came to the performance, I had the routine down flat.
Then I told my mom I wanted to join spirits.
So I did.
Easy.
As.
Pie.
My sister hated me because I immediately took to the class, and our teachers even told our parents how good I was, if only I smiled.
They told them I should be in the Junior class, but I was only 10 so I had to wait.
After 3 years of hearing Tiffany (the owner) bitch about how some girls didn't punch their arms right, and how she isn't "Teaching us for her health" (yeah...for the money) I got sick of it and quit.
Never joined a dance class again.
But looking back I wish I stayed in dance.
I mean, dance got me through a lot of things.
My grandpa's death.
My mom's divorce to her stupid ex husband who cheated on her after my granpa died.
If I hadn't have waited for my sister to join ballet, (I stayed behind a year just for her) I would've been in the advance class.
So pretty much I'm a washed up dancer who actually loves to dance, but hates the school dances.
Girl brains.
Confusing.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
NEW BLOG!!!!!!!!!
it has my writings in it.
check it out.
check it out.
http://kerinawriterings.blogspot.com/
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Or I'll kill you.
loljk
But no pwease go wook at it
:3
One more post
Soooooo Tuesday night I started a journal thing in which I do random ramblings (kinda like I do on my blog)
But different.
Its more like poetry stuff like that.
sooooooooooo
I haven't decided whether to put my journal on here or start a new blog with my writing.....
Yeah I'll start a blog with my writing stuff in it..........
YEAH!
But different.
Its more like poetry stuff like that.
sooooooooooo
I haven't decided whether to put my journal on here or start a new blog with my writing.....
Yeah I'll start a blog with my writing stuff in it..........
YEAH!
Ehhhh......
So this has been a really strange week....well....strange since like last Wednesday.
My Great-Grandma died Friday night, after being in the hospital for years.
You see, her youngest, Irene (40 something) kicked her out of her house a few years back and sent her to a nursing home.
I don't know the entire situation.
But Wednesday night, I guess something happened, and she had pneumonia and a blood clot in her lung, and My grama's sister-in-law and Irene told her that Great-Grandma wanted to die, so they pretty much just let her die, and she could've been saved.
:[
It's sad.
Obviously.
Happy Mothers Day.......
Well Saturday was fun.
Minus work.
But my coworker friend person Abby came over and helped me clean my room.
It was almost 11 and she didn't have a ride home, cuz all her roomates were drunk (Abby's 21 soooooooo its legal. And her roomies are my coworkers) so I had to drive her home (and I only have an intermediate license so my legal curfew is 12:30)
So she lives in Squaw Creek (sp?) in Marion, and I live in Summet View, by Westdale.....
-_-
That took alot of gas.
And she didn't even know where she lived, so we had to call Andy cuz he was there and she wouldn't stop yelling and I was like, "ABBY SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!"
Soooooo they invited me inside, but I refused to drink cuz 1. I'm a minor. 2. I was driving. and 3. Alcohol is stupid.
But I stayed till like 12:20 (which would only leave me 10 minutes to drive to the other side of town), but I was having fun and I didn't really wanna leave, cuz its fun to mess with drunk people. We attempted to play pool and the guys were being stupid.
And awkwardly, Andy pulled me into another room (which freaked me out cuz you never know what drunk people are gonna do, but thank god nothing happened so it was okay) and told me I should go out with Chris (whom everyone calls Goat). Uhm......yeah....he's cool and all but there was one tiny problem.....
He's 23
And I'm 17 1/2
(Yes today is my half birthday)
I was like, noooooooo
And Andy (being drunk) was like, WHYYYYYY?
And I was like, well if you want your buddy to go to prison then sure, but since I don't want anyone to go to prison for dating me then nooooooooooooo.
And Andy was like, HE'LL WAIT 6 MONTHS
And I said, Well if he did that would be awesome, but we'll see.
So Lydia Whore Face of course had to get involved and put her 2 cents in.
She was rambling on how it was a bad idea cuz his ex is psycho and I'm a minor and blah blah blah, and I flat out told her nothings gonna happen.
But this is where it gets funny.
She wanted me to date her 20 year old brother (who is bi, but he is more towards guys)
But she doesn't want me to date Goat (who is straight, but 23)
Yeah......
Awkwardly weird week.
My Great-Grandma died Friday night, after being in the hospital for years.
You see, her youngest, Irene (40 something) kicked her out of her house a few years back and sent her to a nursing home.
I don't know the entire situation.
But Wednesday night, I guess something happened, and she had pneumonia and a blood clot in her lung, and My grama's sister-in-law and Irene told her that Great-Grandma wanted to die, so they pretty much just let her die, and she could've been saved.
:[
It's sad.
Obviously.
Happy Mothers Day.......
Well Saturday was fun.
Minus work.
But my coworker friend person Abby came over and helped me clean my room.
It was almost 11 and she didn't have a ride home, cuz all her roomates were drunk (Abby's 21 soooooooo its legal. And her roomies are my coworkers) so I had to drive her home (and I only have an intermediate license so my legal curfew is 12:30)
So she lives in Squaw Creek (sp?) in Marion, and I live in Summet View, by Westdale.....
-_-
That took alot of gas.
And she didn't even know where she lived, so we had to call Andy cuz he was there and she wouldn't stop yelling and I was like, "ABBY SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!"
Soooooo they invited me inside, but I refused to drink cuz 1. I'm a minor. 2. I was driving. and 3. Alcohol is stupid.
But I stayed till like 12:20 (which would only leave me 10 minutes to drive to the other side of town), but I was having fun and I didn't really wanna leave, cuz its fun to mess with drunk people. We attempted to play pool and the guys were being stupid.
And awkwardly, Andy pulled me into another room (which freaked me out cuz you never know what drunk people are gonna do, but thank god nothing happened so it was okay) and told me I should go out with Chris (whom everyone calls Goat). Uhm......yeah....he's cool and all but there was one tiny problem.....
He's 23
And I'm 17 1/2
(Yes today is my half birthday)
I was like, noooooooo
And Andy (being drunk) was like, WHYYYYYY?
And I was like, well if you want your buddy to go to prison then sure, but since I don't want anyone to go to prison for dating me then nooooooooooooo.
And Andy was like, HE'LL WAIT 6 MONTHS
And I said, Well if he did that would be awesome, but we'll see.
So Lydia Whore Face of course had to get involved and put her 2 cents in.
She was rambling on how it was a bad idea cuz his ex is psycho and I'm a minor and blah blah blah, and I flat out told her nothings gonna happen.
But this is where it gets funny.
She wanted me to date her 20 year old brother (who is bi, but he is more towards guys)
But she doesn't want me to date Goat (who is straight, but 23)
Yeah......
Awkwardly weird week.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
GOD BLESS A FREAKIN MERICA!!!! >.<
I lost my freakin headphones.
And I left my iPod in my car.
LGUKJALFKGJKDJGHJGHDFJA
And I'm sick.
But my mom wouldn't let me stay home cuz of zero hour gym.
But Ima try to go home after this hour.
Erugughghuahglfughadgafjkl
And I have to work tonight.
AhHhHhHhHhHhHhH!!!!!
Now I have no song of the moment thing today.
OR DO I???
I just can't listen to it T_T
Well here it is:
Guilty Pleasure- Cobra Starship
I like this band mostly because they have alot of funny songs.
Like, they do parodies of popular songs like I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry (I Kissed a Boy) and Holler Back Girl by Gwen Stafani (Holler Back Boy) and they have a song called Snakes on a Plane.
Soooooooooooo.
I am extremely bored at the moment.
And I have no idea what to blog about.
QUOTE TIME!
"I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them." - Jane Austen
"When good men die their goodness does not perish,But lives though they are gone. As for the bad, All that was theirs dies and is buried with them." - Euripides
"Animals have these advantages over man: they never hear the clock strike, they die without any idea of death, they have no theologians to instruct them, their last moments are not disturbed by unwelcome and unpleasant ceremonies, their funerals cost them nothing, and no one starts lawsuits over their wills." -Voltaire
"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh." - Voltaire
"History is a pack of lies we play on the dead." - Voltaire
"Either that wallpaper goes, or I do." - Oscar Wilde
And I left my iPod in my car.
LGUKJALFKGJKDJGHJGHDFJA
And I'm sick.
But my mom wouldn't let me stay home cuz of zero hour gym.
But Ima try to go home after this hour.
Erugughghuahglfughadgafjkl
And I have to work tonight.
AhHhHhHhHhHhHhH!!!!!
Now I have no song of the moment thing today.
OR DO I???
I just can't listen to it T_T
Well here it is:
Guilty Pleasure- Cobra Starship
I like this band mostly because they have alot of funny songs.
Like, they do parodies of popular songs like I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry (I Kissed a Boy) and Holler Back Girl by Gwen Stafani (Holler Back Boy) and they have a song called Snakes on a Plane.
Soooooooooooo.
I am extremely bored at the moment.
And I have no idea what to blog about.
QUOTE TIME!
"I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them." - Jane Austen
"When good men die their goodness does not perish,But lives though they are gone. As for the bad, All that was theirs dies and is buried with them." - Euripides
"Animals have these advantages over man: they never hear the clock strike, they die without any idea of death, they have no theologians to instruct them, their last moments are not disturbed by unwelcome and unpleasant ceremonies, their funerals cost them nothing, and no one starts lawsuits over their wills." -Voltaire
"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh." - Voltaire
"History is a pack of lies we play on the dead." - Voltaire
"Either that wallpaper goes, or I do." - Oscar Wilde
Friday, May 1, 2009
The gods are too fond of a joke- Aristotle
So I'm dressed up like a hippie today.
I'll take pictures later.
This head band Auboob Crack baby gave me is uncomfortable.
siggghhhh.
MR. AYERS DID YOU DIEEEEEEE??????
That would suck.
Cuz then we wouldn't get grades for our amazazing blogs!
T_T
Don't die Mr. Ayers.
For the love of god
DON'T DIE!
I'll take pictures later.
This head band Auboob Crack baby gave me is uncomfortable.
siggghhhh.
MR. AYERS DID YOU DIEEEEEEE??????
That would suck.
Cuz then we wouldn't get grades for our amazazing blogs!
T_T
Don't die Mr. Ayers.
For the love of god
DON'T DIE!
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