Thursday, April 29, 2010

Love Games

I got home from Busch Gardens last night, and I must say, the trip was a success. I love roller coasters, as I mentioned before, but mainly, the trip was more of a social occasion. It was all about the couples and who-liked-who. Before I go into detail, here's something I've been considering - names in my blog. I don't think i should mention people's real names, because that could be harmful to me (if I wrote something bad about them and they read this and came after me with blazing pitchforks) or them (if I wrote something embarrassing about them and everyone in the school read it and then that person would be humiliated). So, fake names it is! Anyway, my friends Morgan and Tanner started going out a month ago and they are like 100% in love and addicted to each other, so it seems. Also, my other friends Nicole and Oliver also started dating a while ago, and then there's me and my boyfriend, whose fake name shall be Greg. So Greg, Oliver and Tanner made a bet to see who could kiss their girlfriends the most durning the whole trip. Us gals eventually found out about this bet, and we formed our own secret pact. We felt like the guys were using us to win the bet, so we decided to lead them on big time, but NOT let them kiss us. It turned into a crazy game, and we were totally torturing the guys. By the end of the trip, they were like begging us to kiss them, partly because they're hormonal teenage guys and partly because they wanted to win the bet. In the end, no one won the bet and now Morgan, Nicole and I are totally and completely in control of our relationships. We can get the guys to do anything we want them to do, just by refusing to kiss them... it's quite funny! So that's what happens when you put a bunch of crazy hormonal teenagers in an amusement park for a day. ;)

Sunday, April 25, 2010


I really hate days like today. Days when there's no specific thing wrong, but you still have this icky sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Actually, I suppose there are a few things wrong, but they're not totally legit.
1) I didn't try out for high school dance line, and now I'm kinda wishing i had. I mean, the more I think about it, the better it seems. I don't know how it is, being a part of dance line, but it seems like fun, getting to wear the sparkly outfits and dancing on the field during half time... They also get to go to London. Yes, you read that correctly, they get to go to London! Wow. The only way I could possibly maybe get on is if I had my mom call Mrs. Parker, a friend of her's who's in charge of all the band/dance line/color guard stuff, and had her ask if it's too late. Which it probably is...
2) I bought this dress for the 8th grade formal. It's not the best dress ever, but it was still pretty cute. So I brought it home and tried it on for me mom, and she was all, "TOO SHORT! TOO MATURE FOR YOU!" It was bye-bye dress. I went to take it back to Forever 21 and exchange it, but the cashier tells me that, because i bought it on sale, i couldn't get any refund at all! So now i have this dress that I'm not allowed to wear, as well as $20 of my own money down the toilet. AND, I looked all day for new dress, but no such luck. Grr.

Saturday, April 24, 2010


I'm trying to think if I have anything remotely interesting to post today... not really. Ha, ok here's one actually. My new friend from school is moving in right next door to me! :D This is pretty exciting, because she and I have a lot in common (interest is fashion, dance, art, being no good at math, the color purple, etc.) and I think this could be a very good way for us to become better friends. Hoorah! Also, today I'm going shopping with some people for dresses. For what, you may ask? The 8th grade formal of course! It's like prom, but not as fancy, expensive or coming-of-ageish. I'm rather excited, if I do say so myself. Getting all dressed up is one of my favorite things. Hmm, what else... Next Wednesday, my entire grade is hopping on coach buses and going to Bucsh Gardens! (aka, an amusement park full of roller coasters and adrenaline and awesomeness!) Boy am I ecstatic. There's this one ride, Sheikra, that dangles you for 5 seconds at a complete 90 degree angle, then drops you! It's a total death trap, I love it. Last time I rode it, I had my eyes closed the whole time, so I didn't experience the whole effect. But this time, it's eyes open all the way baby!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Romeo, Romeo... Where For Art Thou Romeo?!

Oh my, it has been a short eternity since I've posted anything! Ok, so here's the latest :
Romeo and Juliet ~ A Modern Tale. aka, a modern day version of the Shakespear classic; written by me and my friend. We had this big plan. We wrote this amazing script, got 5 million scripts printed for the cast, handed them out and started a frenzy. All of our buddies at school are excited. WE are excited. There are only a few little bitty flaws in this plan, and they are kinda, well, BIG. The first is that we have no set-in-stone place to rehearse and perform. The ideal place would be in our Multi-Purpose Room, which has a stage. We just haven't asked our principal is we can use it yet, and this might be an issue as well. My mom says the story (it being a LOVE story and all) might be a wee but much for school, but i disagree! So theres one kiss at the end, big whoop! People kiss, in middle school and out, so its NO. BIG. DEAL. I just hope my principal approves it and lets us use the MPR. The second issue is time, something we are quickly running out of. We now have 6 weeks and counting to stage this show, which is almost virtually impossible! I'm verrrrrry stressed right now.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Boys Are Stupid...

Why are all my guy friends so completely obsessed with xbox? I find this so stupid. They all crowd around the television and rant about their virtual guns while killing virtual people the virtual guns. Have you ever heard anything more depressing? And don't even try to talk to them while they're playing, because you won't get much of a response.

Me - Hey, do you guys wanna do something?
Guy - I can't believe you just shot me man! You jew!*
Me - Hello?
Guy - DUDE! Did you see that sweet kill shot?
Me - Does anyone care that I'm RIGHT HERE? Am I invisible now?
Guy - Shut up, we're trying to play!
You get the picture.

*For some reason, all the guys at my school call each other "jew" when they're pissed at each other. It's completely stupid and kinda mean in my opinion. I asked friend, "What's wrong with Jewish people???" and he says, "Nothing. It's just what you say." Ugh!

Hence the title of this post, BOYS. ARE. STUPID. Simple as that. If they're so stupid, though, why do so many of us girls spend our whole lives freaking out over them?

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Full of Fantasies

I am very full. I would like to say that I am full of good food, but eh, I'm not. We had to go to this absolutely disgusting restaurant for lunch today, as a part of a memorial service for my grandpa's brother. It was this drafty, empty place, the walls bursting with photographs of people holding big fish, as well as big fake fish, complete with a mantel adorned with mini lighthouses. Ick, if the decor was tacky, the food was worse. My sister ordered this thing - I have no clue as to what it was - which was basically a few pieces of bacon drownding in thick, liquid cheese glop. It was enough to make me sick to my stomach.
On another note, tonight is PROM NIGHT for my future high school. In my imagination, prom is a beautiful thing. All of my prom-ish fantasies are the same - I float down my spiral staircase, wearing a long, gauzy dress or a short, sleek one, my hair coifed in a perfect up-do. Sparkly jewels dot my ears and neck, and my makeup is ever so elegant. At the bottom of the stairs, my parents wait for me, my mom pointing her digital camera, my dad with a tear in his eye, and my grandma of course, "oohing!" and "ahhing!" But most importantly, my date... He's dressed in a sharp tux, his hair slicked perfectly in place, and his smile wide. We pose for a few pictures and then head off to he prom in a limo, his hand in mine as we stop to pick up our closest friends. It's the perfect evening.
In real life, real proms probably aren't as glamourous or surreal. I'm sure they're nice, but nothing's perfect.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Instead of Working on my Assignment...

Greetings from computer lab 606! I probably should be working on my research paper right now, but I'm not exactly in the reasearching-mindset. The sub teacher is sitting DIRECTLY behind me as I write, but he's old and pretty much oblivious to everything going on in this room, so I think I'm safe. Also with me is one of very best friends, and she's giving me chocolate! Mmm...
So tonight is this thing called Relay For Life, aka, hundreds of people and tents and music and food all gatheredon a track to raise money for Cancer research amd patients. It's a fabulous cause, but even more so, it's a ton of fun. I've participated in this event sice I was like 5 years old,so I guess i can say I'm a true Relay alumni. Ha. Not only that, but basically the whole teenage population of my little town shows up, making it a perfect opportunity for catching up with old pals AND flirting with new guys... hehe. But not this year of course, because I do have a boyfriend now. ;)
Well, I 'spose I should get back to work. Ta ta for now readers! (SOMEONE is reading this, right?)

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Friends Make The World Go Round

How true that is... I spend this afternoon with a big group of friends. At my school, theres a bunch of different "groups," and each group has it's specific members. There's the so called 'popular group' and the so called 'loser groups' and so on. My little clique... I'm not sure if we fit into a specific catagory. I mean, we're made up of so many different kinds of people. There's me, the artsy one,and there's a few hard-core musicians, a wrestler, a dancer, a volleyball player, a water skiier, a runner, a b-baller, etc. the thing is, i think most of us are just genuinely nice people. Which is good.
Well, today we all walked to Dunkin Donuts (aka "Double D"),sat by the road and ate our donuts in happiness. I know it doesn't really seem like that much excitment, but being together, we always find a way to have fun. Some of the guys can be somewhat, um, perverted, but we're all accustomed to it. Some of us are down right hilarious, always having a funny story to tell. And, of course, everything is more fun when you've got a few guitars and a harmonica laying around to spice things up. :)

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

What We Can Learn From Jason Mraz

"It takes no time to fall in love... but it takes you years to know what love is."
- Jason Mraz, Life is Wonderful (which is a pretty cool song, check it out!)

That quote from that song has got me thinking. What IS love, and when, exactly, do you know what it is?
One thing's for sure : I've fallen in and out of love (or so I thought) more than once, and pretty quickly too. It's simple - you see some guy, (or girl, depending on who's reading this...)your heat starts beating super fast, and you can't tear your eyes away. For the next few days, weeks, or even months, you watch them from afar, longing that they would look your way. But, when they finally start liking you too, you meet someone else! BAM! Maybe the cycle starts all over again. Maybe someone breaks your heart. Maybe you realize that you don't even love the person you thought you loved. It's enough to make someone crazy!
I think this is what Jason was talking about. People are prone to falling head-over-heels instantly, but that's not love. With love-the real deal, the whole enchilada- you have to give it time to grow, and you have to give yourself time to learn what it is. It can't be taught to you.
Well, i guess that's it for my whole mooshy love speech... ha, I just wanted to elaborate on that quote and stuff. Whatever. xoxo till next time!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Me, a blogger? Sure!

Hello internet world!

So, this is my very first entry in my very first blog. Ever. I guess most people start blogs with topics, like a food blog or a travel blog or whatever. But this one is a little bit different. I just want to write about life as a teenager. Everything I write will be real and true. Of course, I have no idea who is reading this, or, if anyone is reading this for that matter. But who cares? Maybe there's someone out there who's interested...
Anywho, i chose the name "Mostly Utterly Fabulous" because that's exactly what I am. In my mind, I'm, well, fabulous. In my mind, I have tons of friends and I'm amazingly smart and everything goes my way. BUT, reality doesn't quite agree with those fantasies of mine. I do have a few close friends, sure, but no, I'm not the queen of the 8th grade. Yeah, you could say I'm a smart girl, but of course i struggle with algebra and getting classwork in on time, blah blah blah. And by NO MEANS does everything go my way. Uh uh.
So you could say I'm your average teen. But perhaps, if you stick around, you'll see that I CAN be, well, fabulous.