Funny, Maria used to be the one to nag all the time to update this thing and now who's the one who is doing all the posting? Me. So, again no specific ideas in mind just going to type and see where that gets me... Have any of you see the video "I Am Harry Potter"? I swear it is hilarious, trust me, you don't even have to like Harry Potter one bit. If you haven't seen it, go look it up. I swear to you, it's hilarious. It's by Funny or Die.
I'm kind of scared, I'm in eighth grade and next year I'm going to the high school. I'm super, mega excited for high school but I'm scared because my stepmom always told me to cherish my childhood and that's exactly what I plan on doing. I want to hold on to it as long as possible. I don't want life to pass me by. I'm going to be an adult someday, possibly in a blink of an eye, and I may want to come back to this life.
My school now has 35 more school days until summer. That's not a lot. I can't stop time though, so I won't. What's the point of worrying over it? If I worry over losing my childhood, I'm still going to lose it, aren't I? So, if you are a child or a teenage, cherish the time you have left, and if you are an adult, remember the good memories and love the adult-like life you have to the fullest. How do I know? Maybe being an adult will be great!
So anyways... I shall be leaving you now.
L for Love, Ayana
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Ceilings- Ayana
Okay, so neither of us has really been on in a while. It's been months really and so, so much has been going on. I really have no plan what I am going to write so I'll just type and type and see what happens.
In case anyone would like to know, I am updating my fanfictions a lot more regularly, unfortunately I cannot say the same thing for Maria. I updated three times in her length of one.
So... anything to talk about, well i have tons of things to talk about. Do I feel like talking about them? No, I do not. So I'll just skip over the personal events of my life and say something really cool.
Okay, so for future notice don't hit the tab button multiple times on this thing it may publish when you really don't want too. Should that be our lesson for the day? No, I'm guessing that everyone on this site knew not to do this besides me.
So, I'm just going to look at something random in my room and blog about it now. I spy with my little eye: the ceiling.
I have a rather high ceiling and if you think about it ceilings are really different yet the same.
For example, some ore higher ceilings while others are low. They are often different colors and they hold different lightings.
Some have swirly designs, some do not.
My ceiling in my bedroom at my dads has a green tie hanging from it along with picture, notes, and post its.
Yet they are all the same.
They all are above you generally.
Hold some sort of light fixture unless it burnt out... then you need a new lightbulb.
And they all keep the people in the room above from falling on your head and killing you so you should be pretty thankful for them!
Well thanks for listening to my words of wisdom for today, have a great day! Or night! Or whatever it is where you are currently located!
L for Love, Ayana
In case anyone would like to know, I am updating my fanfictions a lot more regularly, unfortunately I cannot say the same thing for Maria. I updated three times in her length of one.
So... anything to talk about, well i have tons of things to talk about. Do I feel like talking about them? No, I do not. So I'll just skip over the personal events of my life and say something really cool.
Okay, so for future notice don't hit the tab button multiple times on this thing it may publish when you really don't want too. Should that be our lesson for the day? No, I'm guessing that everyone on this site knew not to do this besides me.
So, I'm just going to look at something random in my room and blog about it now. I spy with my little eye: the ceiling.
I have a rather high ceiling and if you think about it ceilings are really different yet the same.
For example, some ore higher ceilings while others are low. They are often different colors and they hold different lightings.
Some have swirly designs, some do not.
My ceiling in my bedroom at my dads has a green tie hanging from it along with picture, notes, and post its.
Yet they are all the same.
They all are above you generally.
Hold some sort of light fixture unless it burnt out... then you need a new lightbulb.
And they all keep the people in the room above from falling on your head and killing you so you should be pretty thankful for them!
Well thanks for listening to my words of wisdom for today, have a great day! Or night! Or whatever it is where you are currently located!
L for Love, Ayana
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Cookies- Ayana
Hi! Sorry I have not been posting in a while, school has started back up yet again, so I have homework, and I am trying updating my fanfiction stories regularly, which I just don't know where to stop with the stories! I try to update each of my five stories once a week. I tried to organize it with a schedule, but you know, it's not working too well.
Well like I mentioned above I have gone back to school! And I got an idea for this blog during the second day of school, quite a while actually. I am very surprised that it has stuck in my mind this long. Tomorrow will be the third week of school beginning.
But anyways, I was sitting with my friends at the lunch table, prefectly normal, eating some food and the teachers called up snack. A few of my friends went up and when they came back most of my group of friends were panicking. They have brought back horrid news; They don't have the cookies any more.
Too me, this seemed silly. No more cookies? Everyone was making this big deal of no more cookies? A part of me though, I had to admit, smiled on the inside. Just because all these kids aren't as grown up as they seem to be. We're still young and can care about the stupidest things, including cookies.
Yet another part of me was worried. I'm in the eight grade now, and next year I'll be in high school, and then before I know it college and then I'll be an adult and get married and have children. Although most kids my age cannot wait to grow up, I certainly can! What's the big rush?
When we grow up we won't be worrying about cookies anymore! Well, unless I own a restaurant, cafe, or I am a baker. (I plan on owning a bookstore and becoming an author.)But someday, this life will only be memories. Going to the park and watching hot guys play baseball? Jumping on the trampoline or swimming in the pool? Going snow tubing in the winter and playing band hero? They will all be labeled as memories. And I have so many of them!
I guess my point is to not grow up too fast, because someday you'll be an adult and want it all back. Not that I would know, but I actually listen to my parents sometimes, believe it or not.
So enjoy worring about your cookies!!
L For Love, Ayana
Well like I mentioned above I have gone back to school! And I got an idea for this blog during the second day of school, quite a while actually. I am very surprised that it has stuck in my mind this long. Tomorrow will be the third week of school beginning.
But anyways, I was sitting with my friends at the lunch table, prefectly normal, eating some food and the teachers called up snack. A few of my friends went up and when they came back most of my group of friends were panicking. They have brought back horrid news; They don't have the cookies any more.
Too me, this seemed silly. No more cookies? Everyone was making this big deal of no more cookies? A part of me though, I had to admit, smiled on the inside. Just because all these kids aren't as grown up as they seem to be. We're still young and can care about the stupidest things, including cookies.
Yet another part of me was worried. I'm in the eight grade now, and next year I'll be in high school, and then before I know it college and then I'll be an adult and get married and have children. Although most kids my age cannot wait to grow up, I certainly can! What's the big rush?
When we grow up we won't be worrying about cookies anymore! Well, unless I own a restaurant, cafe, or I am a baker. (I plan on owning a bookstore and becoming an author.)But someday, this life will only be memories. Going to the park and watching hot guys play baseball? Jumping on the trampoline or swimming in the pool? Going snow tubing in the winter and playing band hero? They will all be labeled as memories. And I have so many of them!
I guess my point is to not grow up too fast, because someday you'll be an adult and want it all back. Not that I would know, but I actually listen to my parents sometimes, believe it or not.
So enjoy worring about your cookies!!
L For Love, Ayana
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Ten After Two...-Maria
No posts by either of us in about two weeks. Sorry. I can't really speak for Ayana, but I'll go ahead and say I haven't had a whole lot of time.
When one is awake at ten after two in the morning, you know you're in trouble. So here we go.
I moved up to the next grade (as if anyone thought I wouldn't...right?) without dying. I really am surprised, to say the least. Well, it's actually a large mix of emotions. So, I'll go ahead and go on and on about stuff that none of you really care about, okay? Okay.
I'm actually happier this year than I ever was last year. I never laughed, or smiled, even, as much as I have in the past few weeks. I only have my friends, es, real friends to thank for that. You all mean so much to me. I'm sure some of you will never see this, but I still want to say it.
I suppose the difference (because every reaction has a cause, does it not?) is the fact that my friends are with me more. Last year, I only shared classes with two friends...more like one, actually. And the class I had with her was at the very end of the day, so I had so much to endure on my own. This year, at least one of you has a class or two...or all of them...with me. I don't know how or why it happened, but I'm thankful. I love you all. So much.
We consider ourselves a sisterhood...I think we'll come up with a name for ourselves this week. And, as you know, I write fanfiction and a bit of original fiction. You just might be seeing some "Misadventures of _______" once we figure our name out. So expect that this month...I'll also do an update on Holly and publish another fanfic entitled Miss Perfect in the Twilight fandom.
Also, I decided to take French as an elective this year. I love it. I never knew learning a language would be this entertaining. Well, how would I know? I was barely a year old before I was able to speak full sentences. But French is equivalent to love. It's amazing. I recommend you take it.
And this post took me about fifteen minutes. Writing is love, French is love, friends are love, life is love. My outlook has changed a bit, hasn't it?
XoXo,
Maria
When one is awake at ten after two in the morning, you know you're in trouble. So here we go.
I moved up to the next grade (as if anyone thought I wouldn't...right?) without dying. I really am surprised, to say the least. Well, it's actually a large mix of emotions. So, I'll go ahead and go on and on about stuff that none of you really care about, okay? Okay.
I'm actually happier this year than I ever was last year. I never laughed, or smiled, even, as much as I have in the past few weeks. I only have my friends, es, real friends to thank for that. You all mean so much to me. I'm sure some of you will never see this, but I still want to say it.
I suppose the difference (because every reaction has a cause, does it not?) is the fact that my friends are with me more. Last year, I only shared classes with two friends...more like one, actually. And the class I had with her was at the very end of the day, so I had so much to endure on my own. This year, at least one of you has a class or two...or all of them...with me. I don't know how or why it happened, but I'm thankful. I love you all. So much.
We consider ourselves a sisterhood...I think we'll come up with a name for ourselves this week. And, as you know, I write fanfiction and a bit of original fiction. You just might be seeing some "Misadventures of _______" once we figure our name out. So expect that this month...I'll also do an update on Holly and publish another fanfic entitled Miss Perfect in the Twilight fandom.
Also, I decided to take French as an elective this year. I love it. I never knew learning a language would be this entertaining. Well, how would I know? I was barely a year old before I was able to speak full sentences. But French is equivalent to love. It's amazing. I recommend you take it.
And this post took me about fifteen minutes. Writing is love, French is love, friends are love, life is love. My outlook has changed a bit, hasn't it?
XoXo,
Maria
Monday, August 23, 2010
Just a Little Advice-Maria
Hi readers!
I haven't posted in three weeks, so I thought it'd be a good time to do a little writing. It never hurt anyone. Uh...scratch that. I'm not going to get into details about that, specifically.
Now, when I think about it, life goes by quickly. There are things we can and cannot do as we get older. We have to be careful, don't we? If you do something stupid, it could screw up your life. (Quote: My mother) Yes, we all make mistakes, but we have to think about what we do before we do it. This has been drilled into our youthful minds since, what, kindergarten? But it's true. Absolutely, 100% true. Parents and teachers aren't stupid. Think about what they tell you. It might help.
That was an interesting paragraph... Anyway, I decided to bring this up today because it's a subject that's been bothering me. And I was talking to one of my friends (I won't say names). She told me that she just wanted to let loose, break some rules, and have fun. While she's describing all of the ridiculous things she wants to do (buy a gorilla, among other things), I can't help but think about how insane this is. Sure, we can dream, but isn't it a bit...outlandish? Go ahead and say I worry too much. I already know I do.
But don't we need to grow up and realize that this life is our one chance to impact the world? (Now look who's dreaming big.) Really, we can all do it. Of course, we must do some very hard work and take a little risk. The outcome of said risk could be good or bad, but isn't that what makes it risk? Take the risk, my friends. If don't don't try, you'll never know. That is the best advice I can give you.
So...do you want to know more about me, as the lovely (Hah!) Maria? Or are we fine with the whole random posting thing? Comment, comment, comment.
Have an amazing day, today, tomorrow, the whole week...
XoXo,
Maria
P.s. By the way, listen to Misguided Ghosts by Paramore. It always gets stuck in my head when I blog.
I haven't posted in three weeks, so I thought it'd be a good time to do a little writing. It never hurt anyone. Uh...scratch that. I'm not going to get into details about that, specifically.
Now, when I think about it, life goes by quickly. There are things we can and cannot do as we get older. We have to be careful, don't we? If you do something stupid, it could screw up your life. (Quote: My mother) Yes, we all make mistakes, but we have to think about what we do before we do it. This has been drilled into our youthful minds since, what, kindergarten? But it's true. Absolutely, 100% true. Parents and teachers aren't stupid. Think about what they tell you. It might help.
That was an interesting paragraph... Anyway, I decided to bring this up today because it's a subject that's been bothering me. And I was talking to one of my friends (I won't say names). She told me that she just wanted to let loose, break some rules, and have fun. While she's describing all of the ridiculous things she wants to do (buy a gorilla, among other things), I can't help but think about how insane this is. Sure, we can dream, but isn't it a bit...outlandish? Go ahead and say I worry too much. I already know I do.
But don't we need to grow up and realize that this life is our one chance to impact the world? (Now look who's dreaming big.) Really, we can all do it. Of course, we must do some very hard work and take a little risk. The outcome of said risk could be good or bad, but isn't that what makes it risk? Take the risk, my friends. If don't don't try, you'll never know. That is the best advice I can give you.
So...do you want to know more about me, as the lovely (Hah!) Maria? Or are we fine with the whole random posting thing? Comment, comment, comment.
Have an amazing day, today, tomorrow, the whole week...
XoXo,
Maria
P.s. By the way, listen to Misguided Ghosts by Paramore. It always gets stuck in my head when I blog.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Life Lessons #3-Maria
Hi readers!
Yes, we're plural now! Yay! This is why I advertise on Twitter and the like. Thank you!
So, I had a few thoughts while sitting outside (oh my gosh, I was outside??? WHY?!?!). Sometimes, I just feel like standing up on a table and shouting to the world, "I am a human being! I have emotions, a soul, and a mind! Don't think that you can push me over and I'll stay down! I WON'T DO IT!"
Uh...that seems to need an explanation. So, in general, you can literally try to kill me...or just hurt me, whatever...but you aren't going to get away with it! It won't phase me! I don't care! You might try spreading lies to hurt me, but I know what's true. The people who really care about me know what's true. Really. And there are people who care. I realized that this summer. Some people genuinely care for you. Others...they pretend. I have yet to figure out why, exactly, but I think that statement is true. Maybe it's for personal gain...though I haven't a clue what sort of gain that would be.
And, again, I'm conflicted. Why does this always happen? I'm not entirely sure who my really real friends are. I mean, I think they are, then the do something that makes me think they're not. After I think they're not, they do something to make me think they are again. What's the deal? Can't you just be an honest person? I suppose that people are just...messed up like that. Honesty is hard, I won't lie. As humans, we lie to protect each other and, more often than not, ourselves. This leads into that little thing we call "selfishness". People are like that. We're often told to "look out for number one", but, at the same time, told to "care for others" as well. Contradictions!
Is this life? Is this what we're supposed to deal with? Everything being fake and difficult? I don't know, readers. It seems tough for clueless and vulnerable little humans like us. Do we even know what we're doing? Well, I'll tell you that life is something different for everyone. If you compare my posts to Ayana's, you'll really get it. And that saying, "life is like a box of chocolates", I just don't get. How can you compare complexity that no one understands to sugar? C'mon! be realistic here!
Humanity is just a sick joke sometimes. There is no such thing as true peace. Seriously, don't even try convincing yourself that. you'll waste your time. However, there may be small moments, so tiny, you might miss them, of tranquility. And that, is why we live. For the short minutes when the storm dies down and you can just breathe.
I bid you goodnight, readers. Have a great day tomorrow, will you? Find your moment of calm.
XoXo,
Maria
Yes, we're plural now! Yay! This is why I advertise on Twitter and the like. Thank you!
So, I had a few thoughts while sitting outside (oh my gosh, I was outside??? WHY?!?!). Sometimes, I just feel like standing up on a table and shouting to the world, "I am a human being! I have emotions, a soul, and a mind! Don't think that you can push me over and I'll stay down! I WON'T DO IT!"
Uh...that seems to need an explanation. So, in general, you can literally try to kill me...or just hurt me, whatever...but you aren't going to get away with it! It won't phase me! I don't care! You might try spreading lies to hurt me, but I know what's true. The people who really care about me know what's true. Really. And there are people who care. I realized that this summer. Some people genuinely care for you. Others...they pretend. I have yet to figure out why, exactly, but I think that statement is true. Maybe it's for personal gain...though I haven't a clue what sort of gain that would be.
And, again, I'm conflicted. Why does this always happen? I'm not entirely sure who my really real friends are. I mean, I think they are, then the do something that makes me think they're not. After I think they're not, they do something to make me think they are again. What's the deal? Can't you just be an honest person? I suppose that people are just...messed up like that. Honesty is hard, I won't lie. As humans, we lie to protect each other and, more often than not, ourselves. This leads into that little thing we call "selfishness". People are like that. We're often told to "look out for number one", but, at the same time, told to "care for others" as well. Contradictions!
Is this life? Is this what we're supposed to deal with? Everything being fake and difficult? I don't know, readers. It seems tough for clueless and vulnerable little humans like us. Do we even know what we're doing? Well, I'll tell you that life is something different for everyone. If you compare my posts to Ayana's, you'll really get it. And that saying, "life is like a box of chocolates", I just don't get. How can you compare complexity that no one understands to sugar? C'mon! be realistic here!
Humanity is just a sick joke sometimes. There is no such thing as true peace. Seriously, don't even try convincing yourself that. you'll waste your time. However, there may be small moments, so tiny, you might miss them, of tranquility. And that, is why we live. For the short minutes when the storm dies down and you can just breathe.
I bid you goodnight, readers. Have a great day tomorrow, will you? Find your moment of calm.
XoXo,
Maria
Time- Ayana
I'M BACK!!!!
Hiya guys, did you even notice my absence? I hope so, otherwise I would be unloved and I do not like feeling unloved. It feels so... so... so unloving! So hopefully, I am loved and am welcomed back lovingly. Why am I gone? I had some complications that I would rather not tell the world about.
So hmmm... my subject for today? I have to think it's kind of early. How about how fast time goes by or how by a matter of a second, everything can change? Yeah, that sounds good to me.
So, I don't know about you but personally, I love life. I'm not suicidal or depressed which is an extremely good thing. (Random thought: My stomach hurts, I'm kind of hungry. Maybe I should eat breakfast, but I'm not sure if anyone is awake in my house. Hmmm...) Although, some people think I'm anorexic, and trust me, I'm not. I can't imagine starving myself or anything (and just because I am not eating breakfast right at this second does not mean I'm anorexic!!) I actually eat more than my friends do, or just as much at least. And they always call themselves "fat", they are not fat.
But you just have to spend every second you are allotted with the people you love, making the best memories ever. A small, un-tragic example would be at our seventh grade field trip last year, we were all talking and laughing and Bailey and Russell were racing. Next thing we knew we heard a scream and Bailey hurt her eye and it looked really gross.
But trust me, I can give you some very tragic examples as well. Like not too long ago, the third of August. My best friend (Annie's) Aunt died. She had an aneurysm a few days before, but they thought they got her to the hospitable just in time and we thought she would be home soon, in two weeks later the doctors said.
But then, her brain started swelling. They tried to stop it but they couldn't. Rest in peace, Becky, we'll love you forever.
Some more examples? My best friend (Annie again) her father died May 16, 2006 of a heat attack or stroke. My biological father who I had never met but planned on meeting him died March 21, 2005.
(Random thought: Hey look my dad just went to work. *amazed* )
And Annie's family sure has been through a lot, besides her aunt and her father in the last four years her family has also lost Annie's grandmother and Annie's uncle. She's one of the strongest person I know. I feel so bad for her family, of course I have been through a lot as well, but who hasn't? Seriously. There's not a competition or something for: I have it worse than you.
What about those starving children in Africa?! They don't care who has it worse! They don't even have salt or pepper. Can't you just see African kids all lined up saying, "Where's my salt and pepper?" (Heehee inside joke.)
So this seems long and I'll wrap it up.
L for Love-- Ayana
P.S. Ugh stupid spell chack... I DID NOT SPELL MY NAME WRONG!! Gosh, didn't I learn that in preschool? Actually, I think I knew how to spell my name before preschool, but both my names (first and last) are utterly unpronounceable. =/ But I love my name!
Hiya guys, did you even notice my absence? I hope so, otherwise I would be unloved and I do not like feeling unloved. It feels so... so... so unloving! So hopefully, I am loved and am welcomed back lovingly. Why am I gone? I had some complications that I would rather not tell the world about.
So hmmm... my subject for today? I have to think it's kind of early. How about how fast time goes by or how by a matter of a second, everything can change? Yeah, that sounds good to me.
So, I don't know about you but personally, I love life. I'm not suicidal or depressed which is an extremely good thing. (Random thought: My stomach hurts, I'm kind of hungry. Maybe I should eat breakfast, but I'm not sure if anyone is awake in my house. Hmmm...) Although, some people think I'm anorexic, and trust me, I'm not. I can't imagine starving myself or anything (and just because I am not eating breakfast right at this second does not mean I'm anorexic!!) I actually eat more than my friends do, or just as much at least. And they always call themselves "fat", they are not fat.
But you just have to spend every second you are allotted with the people you love, making the best memories ever. A small, un-tragic example would be at our seventh grade field trip last year, we were all talking and laughing and Bailey and Russell were racing. Next thing we knew we heard a scream and Bailey hurt her eye and it looked really gross.
But trust me, I can give you some very tragic examples as well. Like not too long ago, the third of August. My best friend (Annie's) Aunt died. She had an aneurysm a few days before, but they thought they got her to the hospitable just in time and we thought she would be home soon, in two weeks later the doctors said.
But then, her brain started swelling. They tried to stop it but they couldn't. Rest in peace, Becky, we'll love you forever.
Some more examples? My best friend (Annie again) her father died May 16, 2006 of a heat attack or stroke. My biological father who I had never met but planned on meeting him died March 21, 2005.
(Random thought: Hey look my dad just went to work. *amazed* )
And Annie's family sure has been through a lot, besides her aunt and her father in the last four years her family has also lost Annie's grandmother and Annie's uncle. She's one of the strongest person I know. I feel so bad for her family, of course I have been through a lot as well, but who hasn't? Seriously. There's not a competition or something for: I have it worse than you.
What about those starving children in Africa?! They don't care who has it worse! They don't even have salt or pepper. Can't you just see African kids all lined up saying, "Where's my salt and pepper?" (Heehee inside joke.)
So this seems long and I'll wrap it up.
L for Love-- Ayana
P.S. Ugh stupid spell chack... I DID NOT SPELL MY NAME WRONG!! Gosh, didn't I learn that in preschool? Actually, I think I knew how to spell my name before preschool, but both my names (first and last) are utterly unpronounceable. =/ But I love my name!
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