You don't get a pony for your birthday!

I've been acknowledging a lot of my pet peeves lately. Things I never really noticed that bother me. I mean, you know when you are feeling perfectly fine and then something happens and suddenly you are super annoyed? And sometimes you don't know what it is that annoyed you? And it isn't until it happens often that you realize what it is? I've been experiencing that realization very often. And some of my pet peeves are stupid. Every one has stupid pet peeves. Some are reasonable, I think. I don't know. I guess it depends on your point of view.

1) Open doors
Now, I can deal with this. I'm not going to kill someone because they left the door open. But when I am in my room, I close the door. I remember I had a friend once that wasn't allowed to close her door. I also remember being very annoyed because we couldn't play pretend privately. I didn't want her parents sneeking around watching our barbies kiss (haha, the things we think of when we are children). Still, even now, it's not that I have something to hide. I just don't like people being able to openly see into my room. And our front door, too. I hate it when it's open to cool off the house. I just hate it.

2) Wet toilet seats
It doesn't matter what the identity of the liquid is. If it's liquid, keep it OFF THE TOILET SEAT. I mean, ew! Seriously! Even if it's water! Just.. EW!

3) When people have different opinions than me
This is one of those 'stupid' pet peeves. Of course people are going to have different opinions. But nobody likes being told their opinion isn't the correct one. I hate it when people don't agree with me. I deal with it. But I still don't like it.

4) People watching me over the computer
I hate it when people watch what I'm doing on the computer. It's not that I'm doing something bad. I just don't like it. I feel like my privacy is being invaded. Of course there are exceptions to this peeve, but still.

5) All black clothing
I hate it when people wear all black. Black on black does NOT look good. Same with white on white. But black on black is worse. Ick.

6) 'Different' Teenagers
I HATE it when teenagers are all, "Eeeeeeeee I want to be different than everyone eeeeeeeeelse!" So they wear punk clothes and gallons of eyeliner and straighten their hair and tease it and wear converse and all that stuff, and think they are 'different'. NEWS FLASH. EVERYONE DOES THAT. You want to be different? Don't wear any make up, go to good will to get clothes, and wear your hair naturally with no gunk in it.

7) 'My mother doesn't love me'
Do you get presents for Christmas? Your mother loves you. Get a grip and stop complaining because you didn't get a pony for your birthday.

8) Inside Jokes out of context
You know when there is a really funny one liner from a story you told or something and you and that one friend laugh whenever you hear it? Just kidding, it's not whenever you hear it. It has to do with the conversation somehow doesn't it? When me and Kimberly joke about the whole 'Jacob's body' thing, it usually some how comes up in the conversation. Like, I don't know, Kimberly will say, "This punch is great." And I will say, "I don't know. It doesn't really have a great body." And we will crack up. Now, if we are walking around with a friend and we are talking about waffles, if that third friend says, "Hey guys, Jacob has a great body!" It isn't funny. It wasn't incorporated into the conversation. You could say, "Wow, those waffles had great bodies!" Or at least SOMETHING that would incorporate what we were already talking about.

9) Non-funny people
Okay, that sounds mean. I don't mean people with no sense of humor. I mean people who try SO hard to be funny that they just aren't. Like.. when they make a joke and look at everyone to see if they will laugh. Dude, just joke. You know? I mean.. I don't know.. I just feel bad for people when they aren't very good at being funny and I don't like pretending to laugh. If being serious is what you are good at, be serious.

10) K
I just hate it when people send back K as a text. Is it really that hard to type out 'okay'? Or even just 'kay'? I understand if you are in the car or something, but still. Yuck.

11) Uber
I hate it when people say uber. I saw an add with the word uber in it and now I don't appreciate that word because I associate it with not so great things.

12) Creepy Guys that are Drunk
Have you ever seen drunk guys walking around? I have. And they annoy me SO BAD. Especially when they holler at you from across the street. Also, one time on a plane there was a drunk guy and he kept playing with some girls hair. Yikes!

13) People telling me what to do
I hate it when people tell me what, where, why, or when to do something unless I ask. Even if it's just a piece of advice. Keep your advice to yourself. Unless I ask for it, I don't care. I mean, that sounds sort of awful, but I just don't like it. I make my own decisions. I'm not restricted hardly at all. And that's how I was raised, basically. I mean, we have rules at my house. Don't get me wrong. But my mom trusts me enough to allow me to pretty much do whatever I want, whenever I want, as long as she has a way to get a hold of me when she needs to (of course occasionally I can't, but that's not the point). She knows that if I make a mistake I will learn from it and do it differently the next time. That's partially why I've never been grounded. She's never had to ground me, because she knows that nature will teach me the lesson itself. If I have done some dumb thing, I'll figure out it was dumb and I'll set it right. That's who I am. I make my own mistakes, experience my own mishaps, and earn my own rewards. I don't like other people to tell me how I should fix my problems or how I should do something at all. I fix them myself.

14) Sleeping in
I don't like it when people sleep in past ten, and even that's pushing it. The latest I've ever slept in is about 10:30 and that's been like.. twice. I feel like my day is lost if I sleep in.

15) Homework
I really, really don't appreciate homework. Not because it's work. I hate it because I think that school is for school and home is for home. The whole reason we come home from school is so that we get a break. If we have homework, we aren't getting a break. So why don't they just keep us in school for another hacking hour!?

Oh my goodness. There are one hundred more than that. Thousands, actually. Every day. But I don't address them to others because then I would sound like a really depressed person WHICH I am not, therefore people don't need to know. Good bye. ;)

Oh yeah, and me and Jennie went to the movie in the park tonight. It was so fun! :D Did you know that ice cream at McDonalds is 2 for a buck now? Wahoo! :)

I'm just so happy!

I'd just like everyone to know what I'm really happy today.

:)

So you should be too!

Anger Issues

Okay, so I've been having anger issues. Not anger management issues, just anger in general. I'm pretty good at not blowing up in someone's face because I am mad at them, but it's when I turn my head around that I get nasty.

Don't get me wrong, I don't like start swearing or anything serious like that. I just get angry. I talk about it for days to people (such as my mother, Kimberly, and Anna) until it's finally out of my system enough for me to not tell that person just exactly how I feel. People say, tell people your feelings! It works out much better! AKA it doesn't! Because if I try to explain, to the person I am super mad at, my feelings, I will blow up and offend someone more than they offended me. Seriously. It's happened before. And as much as I'm working on it, I get into this terrible habit of wanting to be mad. We've all been there. You know, where you know you really shouldn't be mad and that you can choose to be happy, but for some reason you choose to NOT be? I go there. A LOT. And while I'm there, I don't mind. I have no desire to be happy because I'm so angry. I don't know where that comes from.

ANYWAY, my anger has been building these past couple of weeks. With finals coming up and all this stuff happening in my family and just things happening to me in general are irritating me. Alone, they wouldn't be a big problem. But for some reason I've had a very short fuse lately.

Not even kidding. Honestly, earlier I was in the bathroom and saw some college guys messing around in the yard behind us, so for some reason I went into creepy-curious-cat mode, turned off the lights, and watched them. I WAS CURIOUS, OKAY!? Anyway, it was fine until they starting playing drinking games and messing with Brandy (my old dog) through the fence. I got so angry that I walked outside and called Brandy in. WHOA, defiant, right!? xD NOT! But still, point being, I otherwise would have just left it alone because Brandy is a dog and probably doesn't even care.

Plus also, lately I have become VERY grateful for the parents I have. Because lately, I have deeply appreciated THEIR parenting habits and skills, because I'm finding MORE and MORE lately, that I don't like other people's. I'm not talking about a specific person or group of people, but just in general, I like the way my mom does things more than most other people. Same with my dad.

I don't know. I just need a cool down. Hows abouts I just grab like five friends and we all go on a road trip, okay? xD I wish.

:)

This week was definitely not what I expected it to be.

FIRST OF ALL, Keenan and Sabrina came down for the week. That was exciting! Well, for the time that I saw them, I guess. It wasn't as glorious and crazy and amazing as I think we'd hoped it to be. I think we were expecting to see each other more often. But the times we DID see each other were so fun! I am so sad so have them leave.

AKA, they shouldn't leave. WAIT, they already did. :(

Basically, they got here on Monday. I saw them Tuesday morning for seminary for about 45 minutes. I got to be with them for about an hour Wednesday afternoon, and that was great. I also saw them at my concert and for probably half of an hour after that. I saw Keenan Thursday morning for probably thirty minutes, and for probably ten minutes this morning.

At least I got to see them for three hours. :)

It wasn't enough. :(

I think I'm mostly just disappointed because I was planning on having Keenan with me all day yesterday, only that didn't happen because of technical reasons. So it's like I'm missing something, I guess. But he made it up to me this morning and surprised me with FOOD. Really good food, too. The breakfast kind. I was so happy. SO happy. AKA, I am REALLY happy about that.

Do you know what he said?

Do you KNOW what he said?

He said that if my parents hadn't have met, he would be a very sad man.

AWWWWWW! AKA, that made my entire day! More like my life!

But he is still gone. :/

Another time, I guess. Summer is near. :)

Best Prank EVER

OH my goodness gracious! Holy Cow!

Let me begin by saying that I wore very bright blue flip flops to seminary today. They are old and not so comfortable, so when I got to gym class later in the day, I switched from them to my new brown ones because they are newer and more comfortable.

The next period, Kimberly noticed the change and said in great exclamation: "Emma! Weren't you wearing blue flip flops this morning?" It was only then that I realized what I could pull here. How much I could mess with her was what I wanted to test, and only then did I form together the plan. So I said in reply,

"Oh yeah, Kimberly, don't you know? I carry around extra pairs of flip flops? No, I was not wearing blue flip flops!"

Kimberly threw her hands over her head in frustration. "No, they were blue! I specifically remember thinking that they were super blue."

"Maybe you are thinking of a different day. I've been wearing brown flip flops all day, Kimberly."

We argued about this for the rest of the period. I'm pretty sure I had her. She said she didn't believe me but in her mind there was still the 'what if' element, and that was good enough for me.

So the next period I had to go into state testing, so Kimberly and I were seperated. Anna and I went into the lab and sat next to each other. That was when I told her about what I'd been doing with the flip flops, and Anna laughed. She told me she had black ones in her tennis bag that I could use

SCORE!!!

So we switched flip flops, so now I had black ones on. It was during lunch that Kimberly noticed the change and threw her hands over her head again.

"No way! Emma! Your flip flops were brown!"

"Oh yeah, Kimberly. I carry around THREE pairs of flip flops, didn't you know? Are you kidding me? Kimberly, I thought we already went over this. My flip flops have been black all day."

"Okay, maybe they weren't blue this morning, but I KNOW they were brown!"

"Yeah. OKAY Kimberly," I said sarcastically.

Of course just before we got to fifth period we ran into Anna, and the crazy girl decided to PULL MY FLIP FLOPS OUT! I was so dead! Kimberly saw and said, "EMMA! I knew it!"

I grabbed the flip flops and ran for it. I put them on, gave Anna hers, and ran to math class. It wasn't until I sat down that I faced the consequences.

"I TOLD YOU! I told you! I knew they were brown!"

So I caved. But not all the way. I still had the blue flip flop trick to pull. So I lied again. This was all a joke I would spill at the end of the day, mind you, so it wasn't a big lie or anything.

"Okay, so they were brown. But that's because me and Anna switched during fourth period so that way she could have better quality ones for Tennis."

"So why did she give them back, HM!?"

"That's because she decided she might never give them back if I lent them to her, so she decided to keep hers."

"Then why did you lie to me about it!?"

"I thought it would be funny because you thought I switched earlier. But I really have had brown ones all day other than fourth period, I promise."

Satisfied with this, I went about the day, sure I had fooled her.

After school I told her I needed to go to the locker room to get my socks, since I wore flip flops and I needed socks for tennis shoes for gym. So when we got there was when I opened my locker and pulled out the socks and, inevitably, the blue flip flops. She died yelling at me. It was SO FUNNY!

"You BIG LIAR! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! I knew this whole time you had blue flip flops!"

She kept going on about it, but I was satisfied because I knew that even though she had known I'd been wearing blue flip flops, she still had some sort of doubt. The face she had was priceless. I'm now contemplating not posting this so that way I can do it to someone else. Other people can do this too. It was SO FUNNY!

Later on I explained to her that Anna had been in on it and she really hadn't needed my flip flops, and that Leif knew as well. She was so embarrassed. Not in a bad way though. She was fine with it. She thought it was hilarious. Aw man, if only that kind of thing would work two days in a row. I'd love to get that reaction again.

Drawing

Drawing has been one of my latest hobby obsessions. I mean I really don't think I will go anywhere with my drawings, not like a cartoon artist or anything big like that. But somehow it manages to take up most of my time in school lately, at least when I'm not doing anything. Most of my pictures get thrown away or recycled because they are tests or something, but the ones I can get my hands on I tuck away into a special place. Just kidding. I actually just shove them in my math folder and listen to Shellbie complain about not being drawn all through math. So a few days ago I gave in and drew her chasing me up a tree trying to draw me a picture. I almost thought she might whack me, but she thought it was funny. Phew.

But really, I have been drawing a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean if there is a blank sheet of paper by me, I have to draw. I feel like something is wrong if I don't. This includes the backs of tests, journal pages, white boards, occasionally desks (but only with a pencil so I can erase later, of course), the list goes on. I draw things that have happened, things I think will happen, metaphors of things that have happened. It's fun to stretch my imagination with things that are physically impossible. Like people having heads twice the size of their body. xD

And everyone likes seeing them too. Or everyone that talks to me, anyway. They all want me to draw them and I would but the thing about my drawings is that I draw them when I want to. I draw the best pictures when I came up with the idea, and I really want to. Or if I'm very bored and have nothing to do. But if some person says DRAW ME over and over, I don't want to and when I do it won't look very good because I didn't put effort into it. And if someone is counting on me to have a good picture it comes out yucko because I thought about it too much.

Anyway, that's my two cents for the day. Maybe I'll post some of the pictures.

Most Embarrassing Day EVER

OH. MY. GOODNESS. GRACIOUS.
Not YOUR goodness gracious.
MINE.
Lol.

ANYWAY, basically I just had two of the most embarrassing days of my life in a row. And I'm sure I'll have more to come. But point being, I just had two very embarrassing days.

Yesterday in Portland before we went to see Billy Elliot on broadway at the Keller Auditorium (which, by the way, was amazing, but I don't think I'll ever see it again due to strong language), we went to Quiznos for dinner. The lady behind the counter, while making a sandwich, dropped her sauce bottle and it squirted all over my sleeve. I felt bad for her because she was probably already embarrassed about dropping the dumb thing, so I hid my arm until I cleaned it off. It left a huge wet spot on the side of it for like an hour. That's just the beginning.

So as I walked down the aisle thing, I reached out to get a lifewater thing. As I grabbed it, it slipped out of my hands. I've dropped those things before and they are pretty durable. However, this one decided to have a cap that decided to break in half and let the drink spill all over the floor. And at a loss for words as I rushed to pick it up I said, "I guess I'm buying this." OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS. So I didn't know what to do! I didn't want to leave it there, but it's not like I had a mop in my handy dandy purse. It's not THAT big. So I left it. I'm sure they saw it and would clean it up.

As we were paying, I said something, and I don't remember what I said. The important part of that detail is that in saying whatever I said, I spit! Again I will say, OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS! How embarrassing. So I just pretended it didn't happen and took my food. UGH.

Not to mention that this whole time there were probably twenty people in the place.

Oh. My. Goodness. Gracious.

And I'm not even going to TOUCH on today because it's a really really really long story and I don't have time but point being, IT WAS EMBARRASSING. Case closed.

Lol, you know, Case, like my brother. haha.

I need to buy a better sense of humor. My jokes are getting lame.

Or were they always lame and I never realized it?

I'll have to ponder that one. Haha.