SkippyJon Jones

I read a children's book not too long ago and it was very interesting. The book was called, "SkippyJon Jones in the doghouse." I usually don't like the books I read to whoever I babysit but this book made me laugh and really enjoy reading it. So I found myself reading other stories about SkippyJon Jones and his adventures.This book, was just amazing. The kids I read these books to, love how it makes whoever reads it to them exaggerate their voice and sing along. SkippyJon Jones just has it all. The doghouse one was probably my favorite because its about a simanese cat  that want to be a chiwawa. They make you change your voice when he enters the house into a mexican puppy. There are songs and chants that have you  involve your child rather just reading them to sleep. These books are kinda lengthy but fun so its worth the read.  I don't know if the kids I was reading to were just laughing at me and my impression of a mexican chiwawa but it is exciting and I enjoyed it.
To sum all of this up:
SkippyJon Jones= Best childrens book.

Friends.

I've been looking back on my life lately and I have come to realize that the only people that have really stuck by me were my friends. I didn't have a great family to fall back to so naturally I made friends and I have been surrounded by them ever since. However, the last week or so I look back on just my friends. I have had the same friends since I was in elementary and middle school and we all still hang out only it's different.  We all have changed. Just like any other group of friends there are two people that are closer to each other than the rest, which is understandable. And even though every time we all get together and hang out there seems to be an enormous elephant in the room. Non of us are going to talk about it but we want to. We aren't the same people we once were back in the old days. Our priorities are different and there seems to be too much going on in our individual lives. I will be the first to admit that I have my own problems that I need to conquer first before helping others, I have no place judging my friends and the way they handle things that's their business. Yet at times I can't help but to think if they are still my friend for the same reasons long ago..considering that I've changed. It seems that our non-dramatic group has now become built up on drama at least to me it is. Whenever we hang out it seems like something has to always go wrong or someone always has to say a sarcastic comment to each other. The group is like divorced parents' and the other parent (friend) doesn't like it if you want to go hang out with the other for a day. And of course we don't want that parent to be mad at us so we make up a lie, such as, "I have to spend the whole day with my family sorry." When what it actually means is, "I don't want to hang out with you today and I already have plans with a person you don't always necessarily get along with, but don't get mad." That or they don't text back, which is always nice. I can honestly say I loved it when friends knocked on your door and asked to go play. I miss when we could all tell each other what we thought to each others' faces, instead we just sit and act like nothing is going on and then wait to tell our closest friend what we actually think. Well this isn't good because now it just leads into DRAMA. I explained last time how I left about it so I don't need to go on much more. I love my friends, they mean everything to me, but I feel like we are going through a rough break up and we can either sit and discuss where this relationship is going or we can part our separate ways and stay civil. Either way I would like to have this all figured out rather than keeping an unwanted elephant in the room.

Living with my best friend Shannon Gibbons!

I'm living with Shannon once again. For all of you who do not know who this person is, well she's a life savor a real true camper. I lived with her for a week in November and I'm back again. I arrived at her house around 5 something; I had a lot of homework to do. When I arrive at Shannon's she gives me the choice of Mac and Cheese or Chicken nuggets and french fries; she made mac and cheese, the family size. After we eat we head up to her room to study and get homework done; that doesn't plan out too well. We start talking, people are texting her, and I need a clean environment to study in. The room is hidden under a heaping pile of clothes and other bedroom objects so we start cleaning...an hour has passed and we are still cleaning, talking, texting, and at random times stating that we HAVE to get our homework done. We find amusement in little things such as me running into a door, and then recording it 2,3, even 4 times because it's just so much more funny the next time around. It is now around 12:00AM when we finally sit on opposite sides of the bedroom to do homework. I'm typing three papers at once and losing concentration. I realize I shouldn't procrastinate. It's 2oclock and I pass out, I wake up, but not fully; I can hear Shannon typing, she's talking to me about something but I can't make out what so I just say I'm fine. She realizes I am out cold and stops talking; I go back to sleep to the sound of keyboard. It is 6:23 AM I hear a door open and "Goood morning Amanda! Time to get uuuup it is 6:23." All I'm thinking is, "my god you cannot be serious!"
This is day 1 living with my best friend Shannon Gibbons..I'm thinking it's going to be an adventure.

Best car ride of my life!

People who dance and sing in their cars are people I adore..with a passion. I can't help but to laugh when I'm sitting in a car on a red light and look over to see the driver in the car next to me all by themselves singing or dancing along to the music. Well folks here is a story for you. The other day, Tuesday to be exact, around 6:15 I got into a red truck. I was sitting passenger with Mariah and Ana.We turn up the radio on our way to a wrestling meet and one of Mariah's favorite songs just happens to come on. I am sitting right next to the window while Mariah is dancing and singing full throttle. Ana is driving on occasion sings with and then starts to laugh. I can't help to hide my face in laughter which almost brings me to tears as I watch Mariah frantically flinging her arms and clasping them by her heart while singing lyrics to "Little Red Rodeo." I turn to my right, out the window, and just as I suspected, a man in a blue truck or jeep is just staring at all of us probably laughing is buttocks off too. AND Just as I think it couldn't get any worse we are blessed with a red light. This man was staring at us for God knows how long. I mean it would have been one thing if I knew the words but I didn't. I sat there in compelete OH MY GOD. To give you some background information on us. Ana is my older sister's ex boyfriends sister who is older than me by a year. Mariah is Ana's "do everything with," best friend. This however was my FIRST car ride with both of them....What a joy.
Self tip =  learn more country music.

Mohawk Danzers

Well it was that time of year again, when you try out for a sport or team you want to be apart of, and this year I tried out for Mohawk Danzers. I have never tried out so this was a first. We had to learn tricks, a pom, and a hip hop routine. You need a lot of determination and a lot of skill to actually tryout. Many girls go to the practices and then never come to tryouts, but I worked with my of my good friend Abbi the whole way through. Thursday, Friday, and Saturday was all work for me. I would get up, go to school, practice until 10:15, and then go to bed. Saturday I woke up, ate, and practiced until 12:46. Sunday were the tryouts. I was number five and second group to go in. This is probably the hardest tryout I will ever do in high school. It took a lot of concentration, memorization, and skill, (which I thought I lacked in all 3 catagories.) After tryouts it was about six something, I went home and waited. I didn't talk to anybody and I could hardly eat my food. I have bruises on my shoulder from doing a freeze position, and a bruise on my left knee from going down on it so many times. Eight o'clock is when the results are posted on the Middle School doors. I got there at 8:17. A group of girls were already standing there and Abbi was just walking away. She looked happy but then she saw me and said, "I'll walk with you..." Trust me it didn't sound like good news at all! I walk up, she's holding my hand and all the girls turn away while I frantically look for my name....and there it was. I have never been so glad to see my name on a list in my sixteen years of life! I started crying! They took my picture and they gave me a huge hug. It was a tough weekend but I'm glad I worked that hard. It really paid off in the end.

Are you high?

Today was a fairly decent day. Nothing too exciting until passing time, on my way to Dykstra's fifth period class. The bell rings, I walk out the library doors and into the hallway,this guy is just standing there..It was really creepy...I try to ignore and keep walking but he dramatically opens this bar, that looks like a toaster strudel and starts making these..disturbing noises behind me. There not the normal disturbing noises,no, it's the moaning and describing how good it taste while making it look like the worst food on this earth by eating it in front of me..sort of thing..Anyway I try to walk faster but this guy is literally hunched  over me and telling me how great I smell. Saying he "needs me," (while still eating his food).. Normally I would go straight to class but this guy who looks like a junior or senior will not stop following me. As I walk around downstairs in a circle and up the stairs and all around the second story of the building I realize he will not leave me alone.I turn around just to see how close he is and I kid you not I was pretty much giving him a piggy back ride to my class. No joke, he was on me, saying the oddest things and if you looked at his eyes you could just tell the guy was high. Glossy and dilated. He stumbled over me when I stopped walking and that's when I turned into Mr. Dykstra's room. I have NEVER in my 16 years of life seen anybody that bad. On top of everything he smelt horrible. Anyway I just thought I would share this with all of you...considering most of you attend this school.  If you read and decide to comment and you have a story somewhat like this feel free to share!(:

P.S. Valentines Day is Monday, I would greatly appreciate it if I got a balloon xoxo. That is all.

Superbowl..then school?

 To all of you who just watched the Superbowl..GO PACKERS! Anyway as you know it was Superbowl SUNDAY today, and tomorrow will be Monday, meaning you should have gone home early to rest up for work or school..However I think that it is a tad bit ridiculous to not have work/school tomorrow (aka, Monday) off..
There are many people who like to have a party at there house, have family and friends over just to watch a year round game for hilarious commercials and to see who the best football team of the year was, so why should they have to go to work or school the next day..The Superbowl ladies and gentlemen is a bigger holiday then Memorial day!  If I could take out one holiday and replace it with a new one the Superbowl would become that new holiday. By the way if you watched the commercials for this years Superbowl (Steelers and Packers) they weren't that good..and neither was the halftime...besides the part when Usher came out...but that's another blog..Anyway yes back to what I was saying...
The Superbowl just like any holiday comes around once a year, everyone gets excited, it's talked about a lot, and people get heated. It's just a fascinating topic! After watching that one game you have to go home and rest up for work/ school which makes it less enjoyable for everyone. I don't know about your families but my mom goes full out on this day, she makes cupcakes with the colors and the starters numbers. She makes more food then she has to Invites as many friends as she can. Screams at the TV, along with the other 20 people who decided to come over and then she goes to bed because she has work in the morning. I have school the next day but that doesn't matter, I have to clean up. Do dishes, whip off counter tops. Put food in the fridge, etc. You get the point and on top of that I do my last minute, (forgot to do) homework that every teenager loves to do!
Well I think I made my point clear enough. Superbowl = Newest holiday. Made on February 6 2011 :)
p.s. Superbowl last until that next Tuesday so technically Monday is still Superbowl holiday...