well, on Saturday my dad decided that we were going to go camping. we were going to get wood for the winter and camp while doing it. we could get more wood when we didn't have to worry about gas and getting up and down the mountain in the morning and in the afternoon, and beside that... Gail wouldn't have to worry about her make up while camping cause you know... that's what you do when your camping.
Don, my dads best friend, came with his kids; Katrina who is 6, Jon and Marisa who are both about 4. they are the cutest kids you could ever camp with. Katrina is adorable, she is just the most perfect kid anybody could have. shes quiet but not shy, she is always doing something for you, and she is respectful. she helps her younger brother and sister and making sure they are ok.
on the first night, my dad was busy pulling a tree out of the brush so he could cut it. my brother was taking a chain to him and he had it hanging off of the 4-wheeler. i was rockin' out to my iPod (i forgot what song but it was great!), and when i saw the chain i thought it would make Don's kids laugh if i started chasing it. staying away from it (because last time i tripped over it), i looked at the kids and laughed with them. but when i turned back... the 4-wheeler had stopped and CRACK! my foot landed on 3 chain links. if you touch your pointer finger to your little finger , that s about what my foot did. it feel backwards and i almost started crying cause it just hurt sooo much! about 5 minutes later i could actually stand on it and i sat in the truck for a while. and as a reminder, this happened on Saturday night. it is not Monday morning and it still hurts pretty fudge'in bad!
overall i had a pretty good weekend. now school... just great!
p.s.
don't you just hate it when you think about what your going to write then you forget it when you have a computer??? UGH!!! well ill figure it out sooner or later.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
first day
my first day as a sophomore in the charter school was about a 8.5 on a 1-10 level (1 being the lowest), and this was because;
1) my friend liz from 3rd grade shows up at the school--though not in town; shes been in town for a while now--and helps me make friends. she pulls a deck of cards out of god-only-knows-where and we start playing a game called "lies". we start with a few people, then 4... 5... then 9! so now i know 9 more people then i did before and they know me. well at least i know i wont be left behind like last year. you see, i had forgotten the way to make friends so when liz started that card game i saw how to make friends again. now im excited.
2) my friend spencer was excited to see me even though ive been avoiding him along with a few other people because i didnt want to seem like i was trying to lead him on. though i do kinda like the kid... and the whole reason for avoiding him and the others was because of Levi. we had set up a date that has yet to come.
3) because i finally know what the teachers think of me. mary loves me, jenniffer doesnt really like me, mr fin likes me, molly seems annoyed by me, and norm was happy to see me... what a difference it is to go another year and start in the begining of the year. i feel like i know what im doing though thats basically my best guess...
the reasons i didnt like it was:
1) i got a headache in 4th hour during julie's biology class.
2) i also got bus sick and had to move to the front of the bus which was majorly embarasing, though when i went up, the guy that i was talking to also moved up... i think he thinks he was gonna get me to really talk to him... too bad i had a stomach ache cause now i feel bad for not talking to him. poor kid probably doesnt get many girls to talk to him...
cant wait for my second first day!
1) my friend liz from 3rd grade shows up at the school--though not in town; shes been in town for a while now--and helps me make friends. she pulls a deck of cards out of god-only-knows-where and we start playing a game called "lies". we start with a few people, then 4... 5... then 9! so now i know 9 more people then i did before and they know me. well at least i know i wont be left behind like last year. you see, i had forgotten the way to make friends so when liz started that card game i saw how to make friends again. now im excited.
2) my friend spencer was excited to see me even though ive been avoiding him along with a few other people because i didnt want to seem like i was trying to lead him on. though i do kinda like the kid... and the whole reason for avoiding him and the others was because of Levi. we had set up a date that has yet to come.
3) because i finally know what the teachers think of me. mary loves me, jenniffer doesnt really like me, mr fin likes me, molly seems annoyed by me, and norm was happy to see me... what a difference it is to go another year and start in the begining of the year. i feel like i know what im doing though thats basically my best guess...
the reasons i didnt like it was:
1) i got a headache in 4th hour during julie's biology class.
2) i also got bus sick and had to move to the front of the bus which was majorly embarasing, though when i went up, the guy that i was talking to also moved up... i think he thinks he was gonna get me to really talk to him... too bad i had a stomach ache cause now i feel bad for not talking to him. poor kid probably doesnt get many girls to talk to him...
cant wait for my second first day!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
the "pretty girl" things
i spent the night at my nanas house tonight(my last night in a hot paradice) just because i could. uncle jd and aunt lisa came with the puppy. (seems like its off topic but stay with me; ) i had just bought these 2 pairs of shoes. one pair grey and one pair yellow... the yellow pair are my favorite. well i was wearing my favorite yellow pair today, just just for a second, to marvle in their cuteness, and i decided to go outside to see the puppy. after standing in the grass for half a second i thought that i should change my shoes to something less... girly for wearing outside. i was on my way inside and i looked down, and caught in my reverie about how much i love these shoes... BAM! my head hits the door frame. OUCH! and it wasnt just a hit like a little tap... my head STILL hurts after about a half an hour, hello bumpo! yay! now looking back at it i think about ow many other people would be looking at their super cute shoes and hit a wall. not even a pretty girl! (you know, those rich girls that always have a dog in one hand, a cellphone in the other and a chauffeur carrying all the shopping bags, in which are all the great designers newest shoes and hats. materials are starting to get to me and i cant wait to let it go...
yesterday, i had my hair cut. it looks cute except for the bangs.. i think they are just too short... but im keeping in mind that it takes about 5 days to be used to a new hair cut. so i think i wil "grow into it". today, i was doing my hair with nana and she always puts some cuncoction of all this B&B stuff into my hair making it feel hard and yukky. i like to mess with my hair but i dont like to when its really hard and untouchable. but after the flat iron go to me... actualy looks pretty good. it reminds me of the little sister, alice, off of twilight. it looks good on me. bad thing is that it wasnt my flat iron, it was nana's and i cant take it home... to cute hair for me anymore! joy!
i put on my makeup;
1)foundation, 2 kinds, a darker color and a litghter color so i look like me.
2)a black eye liner only on my waterline
3)sometimes a green eyeliner just to give my eyes a pop.
4)then a mascara.
5)smile and walk away :D
but when i watched my nana put on her makeup... its like a whole new thing... though i cant put all the details in here i can say how many steps there are... 8. including all the colors she uses. 8 steps and it goes from a to be, which arent very far apart. i would want to have her without that much makeup... she doesnt have blemishes... so it doesnt make much sence to put so much makeup on...
yesterday, i had my hair cut. it looks cute except for the bangs.. i think they are just too short... but im keeping in mind that it takes about 5 days to be used to a new hair cut. so i think i wil "grow into it". today, i was doing my hair with nana and she always puts some cuncoction of all this B&B stuff into my hair making it feel hard and yukky. i like to mess with my hair but i dont like to when its really hard and untouchable. but after the flat iron go to me... actualy looks pretty good. it reminds me of the little sister, alice, off of twilight. it looks good on me. bad thing is that it wasnt my flat iron, it was nana's and i cant take it home... to cute hair for me anymore! joy!
i put on my makeup;
1)foundation, 2 kinds, a darker color and a litghter color so i look like me.
2)a black eye liner only on my waterline
3)sometimes a green eyeliner just to give my eyes a pop.
4)then a mascara.
5)smile and walk away :D
but when i watched my nana put on her makeup... its like a whole new thing... though i cant put all the details in here i can say how many steps there are... 8. including all the colors she uses. 8 steps and it goes from a to be, which arent very far apart. i would want to have her without that much makeup... she doesnt have blemishes... so it doesnt make much sence to put so much makeup on...
Thursday, September 8, 2011
a happy family
as i sit here listening to all the sounds of a happy family i think... when is my family going to be like this one? when are we going to get along and be HAPPY? well i know we are happy as different people but as a whole... i dont think that we could ever live as a family. me, my brother and sister are ready to become a family but the other people... the other kids... the other side of this army isnt ready to accept us into their life, granted my brother and sister and i havent reacted well to a lot of things. my sister steals, and my brother is a "mamas boy", but me... im just stubborn. you cant get me to do anything i dont want to unless you really talk me into it or force me. and thats where we get stuck.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
a book called... "The Help"
i am reading the help (by someone who wrote the help), its been made into a movie recently. well aunt lisa had my grandpa buy it for me and here i am... reading it. some pages i can just put down and forget about... but some... i just have to read until i know whats happening. but there are those few pages that i just want to start crying right there. the detail the author put into the characters... remarkable! i mean come on, anybody could write a book about how bad it was when racism was life, but in the help it gets deep, i can almost hear the quiet sobs of the women and tired sighs of the men that have come home from work. the author also describes what the white women were thinking and what they thought of the black women. there was no other job for women other then serving white people and raising their babies. there was just serving and "yes ma'am"'s. to anybody who is reading this right now, the help is a powerful book and even if you have seen the movie... well lets just say that there is no movie other then the titanic that can show you how much fear and love there really is, only words can begin to compare the emotions. i highly recommend a book called...
"The Help"
"The Help"
strawberry milk blues
strawberry milk is one of my favorite drinks but when (notice i say when and not if...) i drink too much i get a tummy ache and my tummy feels like its a full glass of milk. sitting down to type i wonder if i should have left that last swallow on the counter so i wouldn't feel like if i move to fast, i might spill!
my great grandpa is the greatest. its all in his name, he is the sweetest, kindest, most respected man there is. he would make a great president. agape (agapay) is gods kind of love. there are levels of love and agape is the highest, its unconditional. thats almost the kind of love papa has inside him... though he gets grumpy sometimes... :) but he is my grandpa and there is nobody i would ever want to trade him for. hes the light in my eyes and my favorite male in the family... aunt lisa is another story...
papa lives on pend oreille lake in north idaho. the most beautiful lake in northern idaho... he built the house himself about 50 years ago and its my favorite place to be. my dad had built a giant swing in the back yard when i was about six. i mean this swing is HUGE! and its not like a normal swing... it doesnt go back and forth. it goes around and around.... its so cool!
my great grandpa is the greatest. its all in his name, he is the sweetest, kindest, most respected man there is. he would make a great president. agape (agapay) is gods kind of love. there are levels of love and agape is the highest, its unconditional. thats almost the kind of love papa has inside him... though he gets grumpy sometimes... :) but he is my grandpa and there is nobody i would ever want to trade him for. hes the light in my eyes and my favorite male in the family... aunt lisa is another story...
papa lives on pend oreille lake in north idaho. the most beautiful lake in northern idaho... he built the house himself about 50 years ago and its my favorite place to be. my dad had built a giant swing in the back yard when i was about six. i mean this swing is HUGE! and its not like a normal swing... it doesnt go back and forth. it goes around and around.... its so cool!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
puppy tears
my aunt lisa just got a new puppy. his name is copper... or cooper if they decide otherwise... but anyway! im allergic to cats... but i love them... but every time i want to cuddle them, my throat tightens and i sneeze (a lot). out of my wits that my aunt lisa just got a ited out of my wits that my aunt lisa just got a excited out of my wits that my aunt lisa just got a puppy, i spend most of my time nuzzling and cuddling this cute little fur ball. though i wont have him for much longer, because i will be going back to idaho... back to school >:O. so ive come to the conslution that i will BEG my dad for a puppy... and let him train it ;)
my ex boyfriend, jesse, has been on my mind for the past couple of weeks... ever since he said he was going to change. by changing he would;
1) turn himself into the police for all of those times he was at parties and outran them.
2) go back to highschool then eventually to college
3) be 100% true to his girlfriend and tell (not ask!) her dad that hes gonna marry his daughter. this last one had me on edge. even though i dont believe him, he still said it. and some STUPID part of me thought that he might actually try something like that. my dad hates jesse with a passion. im not aloud to talk to him anymore. but jesse always finds a way around parents. we have known each other for about 2 years now and every time he says
my ex boyfriend, jesse, has been on my mind for the past couple of weeks... ever since he said he was going to change. by changing he would;
1) turn himself into the police for all of those times he was at parties and outran them.
2) go back to highschool then eventually to college
3) be 100% true to his girlfriend and tell (not ask!) her dad that hes gonna marry his daughter. this last one had me on edge. even though i dont believe him, he still said it. and some STUPID part of me thought that he might actually try something like that. my dad hates jesse with a passion. im not aloud to talk to him anymore. but jesse always finds a way around parents. we have known each other for about 2 years now and every time he says
i love youit kinda sticks. and i end up dreaming about the @$$hole every night. my clossest friends say i should just forget about him, but when he was my first kiss... its kinda hard.
Monday, September 5, 2011
my first blog.
Hey there, Everybody! My name is Sarah Rose. From the title you probably know what i'm gonna say next... THIS IS MY FIRST BLOG!
Throughout this blog i will tell you about how what a life is like for a teenager of not-even-16-yet can live through 8 step-siblings. Just yesterday my dad called me up from the top of ROMAN NOSE, a mountain that looks like a "roman nose" in Idaho(who would have thought?), and told my that he just asked Gail to marry him. I am still trying to get used to the idea of them getting married. i mean, we have all been just WAITING for it! but we have been waiting for so long that its hard to believe that its finally happened... though the actual wedding is completely different. Today, dad called me again and he told me that the kids (meaning me, my brother and sister, and all of the other kids that belong to Gail) get to choose where they get married. Yep, this is gonna be fun...
Throughout this blog i will tell you about how what a life is like for a teenager of not-even-16-yet can live through 8 step-siblings. Just yesterday my dad called me up from the top of ROMAN NOSE, a mountain that looks like a "roman nose" in Idaho(who would have thought?), and told my that he just asked Gail to marry him. I am still trying to get used to the idea of them getting married. i mean, we have all been just WAITING for it! but we have been waiting for so long that its hard to believe that its finally happened... though the actual wedding is completely different. Today, dad called me again and he told me that the kids (meaning me, my brother and sister, and all of the other kids that belong to Gail) get to choose where they get married. Yep, this is gonna be fun...
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