Has anyone else noticed that many of the things I post about end up coming in lists? In fact, dare I say, MOST of the things I post about? Well at the moment, I have a list of people/events that I should probably be apologetic for. Some names have been changed :)
1)I'm sorry that I forget to reread my posts before I post them - and then look back and snigger because I made so many spelling/grammar/convention/etc, errors.
2)I'm sorry Harry Potter (not a code name) because I haven't thought about you in so long. I'm sorry that I'm not currently reading the series, or obsessing over facts left out. You are not forgotten.
3)I'm sorry to everyone I never wished a happy Valentine's Day to. ... If it means much (baha ... not that you'll ever see this), HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
4)I'm sorry to all of you ladies who I tell that I have no life, so feel free to call me anytime, short notice included - it appears that you always need me at the rare times when I'm suddenly busy.
5)I'm sorry to you three teachers that have told me to shut up recently. It wasn't on purpose that I was talking while you were. It was just ... habit.
6)I'm sorry, whats-your-name that this is getting extremely redundant and extremely pathetic and I'm so done.
7)I'm sorry, Camilla, that I never told you that your Valentine's box is amazing and your pastries and comforters and key chains and everything else you've ever made that benefits me wows me ... I'm sorry that generally I'm too busy bragging about it to other people ("You see this felt bird hanging from my lanyard? My sister made it ... and these earrings ... yup, and this headband ...")
8)I'm sorry to every race and every story around the world, past present and future, that I never educated myself about. You'd think that in this day and age I'd take the time to educate myself a wee bit about the world around me.
9)I'm sorry that I didn't dress up to support the Celtics - I really love you much more than the Lakers though ... I just felt like wearing a giant green clover is more like a St. Patrick's Day type of thing ...
10)I'm sorry that sometimes I resent people for how amazing they are ... that's something I very much need to work on.
11)I'm sorry that I didn't know what to say that one time ... I didn't think much ahead of time.
12)I'm sorry to all the guys in my life that make me laugh and are so amazing that I never tell and most likely never will ... not necessarily in a romantic way, I'm just glad you're there. High school would be pretty lame with only girls to talk to.
13)I'm sorry to all of you lovely ladies who also make the days go by faster. I probably tell you more (it's a bit less awkward) but still not enough. Thanks for backing me up ... and for letting me hold you plastic baby Kashieka ... or Kaniqua ... or whoever. I felt very trusted.
14)I'm sorry that I don't know how to use Windows Movie Maker, so you're doing most of the work ... I can assure you, I will very avidly be cheering you on :)
15)I'm sorry, Tali, that you feel like crap on Valentine's Day. I would tell you right now, but there is no chance I'd wake you up and the moment. That's a little cruel.
16)I'm sorry hair, that every day I ruin you with heated products. Stay strong!
17)I'm sorry Siera that once you had lots of will power and then you willingly chucked it down the toilet and cackled as you watched it swirl. I don't think you realized you don't know any plumbers - it's not coming back.
18)I'm sorry Aida that I showcase your childrens' talents.
19)I'm sorry Darwin that I never come out and play with you. I actually find you charmingly and endearingly engergized and as opposed to many canines, I find you adorable.
20)I'm sorry Ms. Embleton that I came in late today and let you stamp my homework. I'm sorry that I'm not going to fess up and have you change it either.
21)I'm sorry to all of you sweet babies born who deserve so much more than you're going to get.
22)I'm sorry, _____ who was having a horrible day and in tears. High school's like that ... but seriously? 99% sure he's not worth it ... Baha ... not by a long shot.
23)I'm sorry Mom when today I was telling my story loudly and I didn't realize until after you'd left (and my informer told me) that you'd been in the middle of a different one. I hate when people do that to me - it makes it worse that you're my mom ... I hope you told me that story later on.
24)I'm sorry that you thought I didn't like you - I find you amazing. I would love to get to know you better.
25)I'm so so so sorry to all of you that have ever been subject to my blunt rudeness, my obnoxious loud interruptions, my compulsive whining disease, or my pessimism. Thank you, thank you, thank you, for putting up with me.
Happy Valentine's Day All!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Wish List
Today for my Child Development class a bunch of people brought in kids and we all got to play around with them. I read and fought with toy dinosaurs and colored on white boards and swapped my favorite Disney quotes and didn't feel at all like I was taking care of them, but more like I was playing ... remember like we used to? "Hey, can you play today?" That's how it was.
Well, afterwards I got home, got on facebook (ohh, imagine that) and saw an album stuffed with pictures of the cutest two boys in the world.
And now I have a dilemma and a pressing new wish list. Here goes...
*This sounds all sentimental or whatever, but I wish I had a toddler to read with every night. And I'd get so tired when they insisted on the fourth and the fifth book ... or reread of the same one.
*I wish it was socially acceptable to start up an enthusiastic conversation with someone else simply because they were the same age, gender, playing with the same things, or just because they're the same species at me.
*I wish I could play with dinosaurs on a regular basis.
*I wish putting on a creative puppet show would get be a good grade.
*I wish I had show and tell for all of the things I'm bursting to tell people, but again, that's really just not socially acceptable.
*I wish I lived in Logan.
*I wish I was working or living someway that every day of my life I could hug a sweet baby or toddler or child.
*I wish people would look up to me because I knew the name of the yellow care bear. Or because I can read the entire book Fox in Socks with only three mistakes. Or because I know how to get a skid mark out of tile (That's right, put your foot on top of it and rub hard ... look it disappeared!)
All in all, I guess I'm Siera so an all-kid blog post was bound to come up eventually. So there it is folks ... my wish list.
Well, afterwards I got home, got on facebook (ohh, imagine that) and saw an album stuffed with pictures of the cutest two boys in the world.
And now I have a dilemma and a pressing new wish list. Here goes...
*This sounds all sentimental or whatever, but I wish I had a toddler to read with every night. And I'd get so tired when they insisted on the fourth and the fifth book ... or reread of the same one.
*I wish it was socially acceptable to start up an enthusiastic conversation with someone else simply because they were the same age, gender, playing with the same things, or just because they're the same species at me.
*I wish I could play with dinosaurs on a regular basis.
*I wish putting on a creative puppet show would get be a good grade.
*I wish I had show and tell for all of the things I'm bursting to tell people, but again, that's really just not socially acceptable.
*I wish I lived in Logan.
*I wish I was working or living someway that every day of my life I could hug a sweet baby or toddler or child.
*I wish people would look up to me because I knew the name of the yellow care bear. Or because I can read the entire book Fox in Socks with only three mistakes. Or because I know how to get a skid mark out of tile (That's right, put your foot on top of it and rub hard ... look it disappeared!)
All in all, I guess I'm Siera so an all-kid blog post was bound to come up eventually. So there it is folks ... my wish list.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Bubble
My least favorite part of a book is when the conflict, characters and setting are all introduced, the story sets off and then everything is perfectly wonderful. Look for it ... it's there in nearly every novel, the happy time. I hate to be a downer, but that's your clue that all Hell is about to let loose, inconveniently popping the pristine bubble.
Wellll, seeing as my life is perched high above cloud nine at the moment, should this be my clue that it's about to come whooshing down? Yeah ... crap.
Aw, who cares anyway? At the moment I'm cruising along in la la land and I'm fully prepared to take advantage of it for as long as possible! I've got two sweet nephews, one of whom just barely made his dazzling appearance, heaps of treats a mile wide, no school, no responsibilities, a brand new array of Christmas presents, people around me WAY more wonderful than I deserve (you know who you are BAHA), siblings I miss like crazy and siblings I'd LIKE to miss (just kidding ... kinda.), a back yard full of perfectly packable snow ... annnnd....
Hours worth of homework. A desperate need to get back into shape before season starts with ZERO will power. A two hour drive between me and those two sweet nephews. A disaster of a room ....
Hmm ... out of sight out of mind right? Right! BAHAHA how about instead of taking care of any of those things or prioritizing my life, I sit up here and type to you all about it!
I mean, there's enough good to let the bad slide by, right? There's enough good that I can slack in everything and just smile around at the happy go lucky things gliding by .... I hope.
Or I could turn over a new leaf and make all the goods better.
Work=results
slacking=no results.
Huh. Who woulda thought?
Gosh dang it, I gotta go clean my room now. Sighhhh ...
Well good bye all! Have a happy, somewhat productive 2011!
Wellll, seeing as my life is perched high above cloud nine at the moment, should this be my clue that it's about to come whooshing down? Yeah ... crap.
Aw, who cares anyway? At the moment I'm cruising along in la la land and I'm fully prepared to take advantage of it for as long as possible! I've got two sweet nephews, one of whom just barely made his dazzling appearance, heaps of treats a mile wide, no school, no responsibilities, a brand new array of Christmas presents, people around me WAY more wonderful than I deserve (you know who you are BAHA), siblings I miss like crazy and siblings I'd LIKE to miss (just kidding ... kinda.), a back yard full of perfectly packable snow ... annnnd....
Hours worth of homework. A desperate need to get back into shape before season starts with ZERO will power. A two hour drive between me and those two sweet nephews. A disaster of a room ....
Hmm ... out of sight out of mind right? Right! BAHAHA how about instead of taking care of any of those things or prioritizing my life, I sit up here and type to you all about it!
I mean, there's enough good to let the bad slide by, right? There's enough good that I can slack in everything and just smile around at the happy go lucky things gliding by .... I hope.
Or I could turn over a new leaf and make all the goods better.
Work=results
slacking=no results.
Huh. Who woulda thought?
Gosh dang it, I gotta go clean my room now. Sighhhh ...
Well good bye all! Have a happy, somewhat productive 2011!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
What to do, what to do...
I love to run my own life!
Oh right. That's why it's driven into a hole.
Well, I'm hoping that you all (meaning you ... one? Two maybe?) have some ideas for me. Here is my list of questions I need help on:
1) What should I write my column "Are You Kidding me?" about this month? It can be basically about anything but generally it's something that somewhat fits the title. Feel free to suggest anything that your imagination has let loose on.
2) If you lost your mathbook so you were rendered unable to do a chapter's worth of homework assignments (about 60% of my grade) what would you do? Besides FRANTICALLY SEARCH FOR IT I mean.
3) There are only so many hair-do's I am capable of before my fruitless attempts become hair-DON'Ts. Down straight, down curly, in a ponytail, in a bun. Any simple suggestions?
4) When everything and everything keeps driving you deeper and deeper in that endless rut of pessimism and seriously, being a bubbly, optimistic, vivacious mask of teenage girl perfection is what you'd love to be ... except pessimism is so much easier ... and often more humorous.
5) When gosh dang you can't watch the Jazz games on your TV and have to watch the slow, buffering play by plays on ESPN.com
6) Story ideas? I'm so desperate to write, but my creativity is sooo washed out.
7) Boys ... ha ha, never mind, we won't go there.
8) What should I paint/draw for an art contest? (Ha ha, yes of course it's required, no of course I wouldn't enter an art contest by myself!)
9) What do you do when you often have the urge to let go and screeeeeaaaaaaam because your blood feels like it's boiling? Because giving in to that can be a little awkward, let me tell ya. (Joke. That last sentence was a joke.)
10) And finally, what do you do when you're a freak because all you want to be is OUT of high school even though Yes, you know very well it's an easy life with no responsibility, and Yes, you get that these days pass too quickly and you'll want them back as soon as you don't have them and Yes, you understand that to you'll reflect back on these days with fondness ... yeah, I know, I believe all of that. But I either want to be young enough to associate with little kids every day or old enough to associate with little kids every day. Weird as it may sound, there's no other group of people who I can be so optimistic and so patient and so validated with for so long.
Ok, done with all of those questions. Sorry, I make an effort not to let serious, important things to me bleed their way (bleed as in ink on paper, NOT actual blood) onto a blog post, but occasionally it's nice to vent. If people started reading this thing, I'd have to be a little more careful. So ciao, or adieu! (Yes, of course the French is necessary. Do you even understand how proud I am of finally knowing what that spells?)
-Siera
Oh right. That's why it's driven into a hole.
Well, I'm hoping that you all (meaning you ... one? Two maybe?) have some ideas for me. Here is my list of questions I need help on:
1) What should I write my column "Are You Kidding me?" about this month? It can be basically about anything but generally it's something that somewhat fits the title. Feel free to suggest anything that your imagination has let loose on.
2) If you lost your mathbook so you were rendered unable to do a chapter's worth of homework assignments (about 60% of my grade) what would you do? Besides FRANTICALLY SEARCH FOR IT I mean.
3) There are only so many hair-do's I am capable of before my fruitless attempts become hair-DON'Ts. Down straight, down curly, in a ponytail, in a bun. Any simple suggestions?
4) When everything and everything keeps driving you deeper and deeper in that endless rut of pessimism and seriously, being a bubbly, optimistic, vivacious mask of teenage girl perfection is what you'd love to be ... except pessimism is so much easier ... and often more humorous.
5) When gosh dang you can't watch the Jazz games on your TV and have to watch the slow, buffering play by plays on ESPN.com
6) Story ideas? I'm so desperate to write, but my creativity is sooo washed out.
7) Boys ... ha ha, never mind, we won't go there.
8) What should I paint/draw for an art contest? (Ha ha, yes of course it's required, no of course I wouldn't enter an art contest by myself!)
9) What do you do when you often have the urge to let go and screeeeeaaaaaaam because your blood feels like it's boiling? Because giving in to that can be a little awkward, let me tell ya. (Joke. That last sentence was a joke.)
10) And finally, what do you do when you're a freak because all you want to be is OUT of high school even though Yes, you know very well it's an easy life with no responsibility, and Yes, you get that these days pass too quickly and you'll want them back as soon as you don't have them and Yes, you understand that to you'll reflect back on these days with fondness ... yeah, I know, I believe all of that. But I either want to be young enough to associate with little kids every day or old enough to associate with little kids every day. Weird as it may sound, there's no other group of people who I can be so optimistic and so patient and so validated with for so long.
Ok, done with all of those questions. Sorry, I make an effort not to let serious, important things to me bleed their way (bleed as in ink on paper, NOT actual blood) onto a blog post, but occasionally it's nice to vent. If people started reading this thing, I'd have to be a little more careful. So ciao, or adieu! (Yes, of course the French is necessary. Do you even understand how proud I am of finally knowing what that spells?)
-Siera
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Sierendipity
How exciting to have a blank box to say whatever the heck I want.
First of all, to the few who will ever look at this post (I'm thinking of one who will definitely read this - the fly buzzing around my head.) I just want to explain the title of my blog. As I did not know until now, the word serendipity means:
–noun
First of all, to the few who will ever look at this post (I'm thinking of one who will definitely read this - the fly buzzing around my head.) I just want to explain the title of my blog. As I did not know until now, the word serendipity means:
–noun
1.
an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.
2.
good fortune; luck
which, when mixed with my name not only made a really pretty cool word, but also a pretty cool meaning. It's just so ... positive. As anyone who knows me knows, I am a pretty positive person. But as anyone who knows me pretty well knows, I am actually NOT AT ALL. I'm really dramatic, and like making silly little trial-like things into crisis's. And reading lots of blogs lately, I've realized that so many people out there are just so negative.
Which is why, this is my positive blog post.
So here I go with my list of things that make me happy:
*Tomorrow is my birthday.
*This means that all my family will come
*and I will get presents (bahaha)
*little kids
*books
*laughing HARD
*laundry just barely out of the drier
*stuffed animals
*clean rooms
*CingTR (haha, get it?)
*Waking up and thinking about how I heroically refused a bowl of ice cream, chocolate, etc. the day before (which doesn't happen often these days.)
*Wes
*Air conditioning
*fruit
*specifically oranges
*the phone being for me
*getting to depend on someone else financially and emotionally. I have almost zero responsibility.
*the thought of school starting.
Wow, I could go on forever. So, this year for my birthday, I just want to give myself an attitude adjustment. People have no right to be ungrateful ... well, at least I don't. And I'm a snot about all of my stuff. So from now on I'm going to be just better and more grateful..........
Just don't hold me to that :)
-Siera
which, when mixed with my name not only made a really pretty cool word, but also a pretty cool meaning. It's just so ... positive. As anyone who knows me knows, I am a pretty positive person. But as anyone who knows me pretty well knows, I am actually NOT AT ALL. I'm really dramatic, and like making silly little trial-like things into crisis's. And reading lots of blogs lately, I've realized that so many people out there are just so negative.
Which is why, this is my positive blog post.
So here I go with my list of things that make me happy:
*Tomorrow is my birthday.
*This means that all my family will come
*and I will get presents (bahaha)
*little kids
*books
*laughing HARD
*laundry just barely out of the drier
*stuffed animals
*clean rooms
*CingTR (haha, get it?)
*Waking up and thinking about how I heroically refused a bowl of ice cream, chocolate, etc. the day before (which doesn't happen often these days.)
*Wes
*Air conditioning
*fruit
*specifically oranges
*the phone being for me
*getting to depend on someone else financially and emotionally. I have almost zero responsibility.
*the thought of school starting.
Wow, I could go on forever. So, this year for my birthday, I just want to give myself an attitude adjustment. People have no right to be ungrateful ... well, at least I don't. And I'm a snot about all of my stuff. So from now on I'm going to be just better and more grateful..........
Just don't hold me to that :)
-Siera
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