BEDA: Obviously this post is important... and stuff...

April 30, 2011.  Last day of BEDA.

I'd like to say this was a fairly successful project, even if you think I didn't do so well.  It's been a rough month for me,and I'm proud that we got so many days done out of the thirty.  Good job, everyone, that's a wrap.  Although blogging everyday in April is done, I still want to try and blog at least twice a week, so someone get on that and remind me if I haven't gone a wild textual rant in a couple days.

Tonight is the second episode of Doctor Who this season and I want to watch, however, when that is over I'm rushing strait to my computer to watch Starkid's new musical Starship.  I IS SO EXCITED. :D (<-- me). Yay.

Also, today I practiced my guitar for at least 3 hours and I don't know if bar chords are my best friend or my worst enemy.  Let me ask my fingers when the swelling, redness, and numb-tingly-pain stops.

Also also, today I watched The Sorcerer's Apprentice.  To start it off I asked my brother if they were going to steal the Declaration of Independence... with magic.  It's surprisingly a really good movie.  The guy is so bad ass by the end, in the most dorky way possible, and I love it.  Watching it while sitting on an exercise ball was fun, too.

I suppose I should end this post with a bang, as it's last in the Great Adventure that was BEDA, but - hey, I'm not going anywhere.

Song of the day is a piece of Art, I think.

The Bacon Song 

- Meekakitty, Jason Munday & Alex Carpenter

BEDA: I'M TRYING MY BEST.

I know! I know! I didn't post yesterday, and this is a suckish attempt at BEDA.  So much for the "everyday" part...  But I'M TRYING MY BEST HERE.   Much to my dismay and shock, the world is slightly more complicated than I originally thought, and stuff gets in the way.  Build a bridge and get over it.

There's someone reading over my shoulder now, and, quite frankly, it's making me... awkward...  I can't write anything with some... random.. (not really)... person reading over my shoulder.  He's looking away now so I can think.  HOLLER.  Why is my iTunes library full of random songs that I don't know?  Someone explain?  No, okay... that's cool.

GUYS.

The Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 trailer.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why do I always cry when there's anything involved with Harry Potter?? Why?  The tears that were streaming down my face after I saw it (twice), were ridiculous.  It's a book series. 

...

Maybe a little bit more than that. 

*cough* I have a shrine in my bedroom *COUGH*

AWKWARD... for me... again...

Awkward moment of the day brought to by:  I'm-so-tired-I'm-smiling-like-a-weirdo-to-hide-the-fact-that-I'm-about-to-PASS. OUT. from-exhaustion-and-I-still-have-to-start-my-homework.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Song of the day:

Sophomore - Darren Criss

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnwLMZhQiWc

Happy Tuesday

BEDA: Day 26.

Hang in there, guys, we're almost home.

"Happy Tuesday" was what Tess said to me before she ran off to catch her ride.  I watched her for a couple seconds, and then I thought about it.  Something in the way that you said that, Tess, really made a difference to me today.  Each day I try to find at least one thing that made all the bad stuff worthwhile, and it really made the difference today between an okay-iffy day and an awesome day.  So, thank you. *I give you love here (hugs, praises, etc., etc.)*  To return the plug that Tess did on her page, I'll do the same here because she's awesome.  I swear to god, it's like that girl is made of awesome.

Not to mention Glee was on tonight. *Impish smile*  That show makes me warm and fuzzy inside.

That sounded really weird when I read it back to myself, but I'm KEEPING IT IN.  Huzzah for not caring late at night when I should be asleep!!!

They sang it on my favorite show, and I adore this song because there's no way you can go wrong with it.

Born This Way - Lady Gaga

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wV1FrqwZyKw

BEDA: I Hate Mondays

So... I'm pretty busy today being a grumpy teenage girl to think, please leave a message after the tone.

Remember that cake I mentioned the other day... yesterday..?  Was that only yesterday?  Oh, God, this is gonna be a long week...  Anyway, the cake.  Yeah, it had blue frosting and when I say blue, I mean we-added-an-entire-bottle-of-blue-food-coloring-in-the-hopes-of-it-turning-TARDIS-blue blue.  So it was recently discovered that every single piece causes your entire mouth, including teeth and lips, to turn en electric blue.  Also, the offer of cake has been removed as a result of there not being any left.

Now, I shall leave you all in the hopes of watching Ghost Adventures on Netflix.  Have I mentioned that show is addicting?  In the I'm-never-going-to-sleep-again kind of way.

Song of the day is the song that's been stuck in my head (Thanks, Adriana ;) ).

Rolling In the Deep - Adele

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYEDA3JcQqw

I want a tambourine.

BEDA: Dr. Pepper/Root Beer

What's that, five days that I've missed now?  Sounds about right, and although I had many reasons for not doing the blog everyday (some of which are decent), I'm not even gonna choose one of them.

Okay, maybe one.

Yesterday was the season premiere of Doctor Who, and if you have no idea what I'm talking about, just bear with me; I swear this geekout will be brief... Maybe.  I invited over my two friends who are also fellow Whovians, and my brother and sister and I had a rockin' party.  But, since it was me who was planning and in charge of things, naturally they were all last minute and chaotic.  A cake was made, and the decorating took an astonishing amount of effort considering it was just a basic cake.  But we were determined to make it look like the TARDIS.  In the end, we forgot about the cake and didn't even have time to eat it, so if anyone wants a piece of blue-covered cake, come and get it.  Because we haven't even put a dent in it.  So, in summary, no time to blog yesterday.

Break's almost over and I think I'm going to cry.  I'm just so freaking done with this year of school.  My one goal is to pass, and just go there.  *Insert flipout here*.  I wish it were summer.

Oh, happy Easter and happy Passover to everyone.  Or if you're atheist, happy random day of the week. :)

I think that just about covers it for today, and I'm exhausted because I didn't fall asleep until 4 this morning, and I've been cleaning all day.  SPRING CLEANING IS FUN (not).

Song of the day today is due to the fact that I watched Easy A last night at 2 in the morning.

Pocketful of Sunshine - Natasha Bedingfield

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gte3BoXKwP0

I was about to end the blog right there, but I realized that all I'd written about was basically my Doctor Who themed, Saturday, and some bitching and moaning...  So HAY GUYS, WHAT'S UP???  Wanna hear a story?  Okay, so earlier this week, my family and I went out to lunch at this restaurant, and my dad orders a root beer.  I'm not really a root beer fan, actually, I kind of hate it, but it's not my drink.  So the waitress brings us our drinks and my dad takes a sip and says, "That's not root beer, that's Dr. Pepper.   Here, Sophie, taste it."  Everyone knows I don't like either of the two carbonated beverages, but whatever... I didn't even bother protesting.  I sipped and sure enough it was Dr. Pepper.  Ohmygod.  So dad calls over the waitress and is like, "Excuse me, this isn't root beer, this is Dr. Pepper."  And this is the whole point to the story (that I now realize is super mega boring... Oh well...).  The waitress looks at us and says, "Yeah.  Aren't they the same thing?"  ... Aren't they the same thing?...  Um... no, they are definitely not the same thing, other wise they might have some sort of similar name or something...? This woman was well into her twenties, so tell me, what the... I mean, just... what???  I don't even...

And now you all learned something:  Dr. Pepper in NOT the same as root beer.

BEDA: Cheers

I should want to write right now.  But I don't.  Sorry, life, you're just a little bit too much today.

Here's to falling asleep at random times during the day because sleep has never been so lacked in my life. *Raises glass*  Cheers.

This song won't get out of my head, and it somehow just wriggled its way into this post... Ninja song?!?!?...

Raise Your Glass - P!nk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjVNlG5cZyQ

BEDA: Nostalgic Submission

My mission today was simple:  Locate and retrieve a copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1. After dinner, I practically begged my father to drive us to the nearest store that sold DVD's, so naturally, we went to BJ's.  I was completely focused, well, mostly, well... kind of, but anyways - I was focused on finding this DVD as soon as possible because Harry Potter is my childhood, pretty much.  To say that I'm a fan would be an understatement.  You should've seen the look on my face when I found them.  Or even the sound I made.  I'm weird, DON'T JUDGE ME.  So I had the precious gem in my hands, but as I sprinted down the aisle, I saw more of them.  Except this time, they were shinier, and in a plastic case, and had the words "Blue Ray, DVD, Digital Copy" on it, and also the phrase "Includes an opening scene of the final film."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't think you understand what happened in my brain for a fraction of a second.  I put the box I was holding back on the shelf, and picked up the encased awesome.  Just to stress the point, I have a bookcase in the corner of my room entirely filled with Harry Potter memorabilia in addition to the two posters I have on my walls.  Yeah.

But the thing that struck a chord in me today might've had to do with the fact that I saw Toy Story 3 for the first time this morning, and tears of joy were leaking out of the corners of my eyes because the last scene is just so perfect for all of us who grew up with those movies.  So, when I was finally in the car with the movie in my hands, I found myself cradling it.  I knew it was weird, but Harry Potter is a part of my life that has been there for over ten years, and I was holding the beginning of the end.  I realized two minutes later that tears were dripping down my cheeks.  

I think it's growing up, that makes it so tough, and I don't mean that in the obvious sort of way, because someone is going to read that and say "yeah, duh.  You're an idiot."  No I'm not, so would you kindly shut up, thanks.  I mean, to realize what you had in the past as a kid is now completely different, or quite possibly gone, is terrifying and makes the word "nostalgia" feel like it's caught in your throat.  That's why I also bought Toy Story 1 and 2 while I was out, because I literally cannot recall a time when I had not had a copy of the movie.  I feel old now.  Wow...  I wonder, to whoever reads this, what's something that was one really big part of your childhood that you remember fondly?  Now I'll go sit pensively in a corner until dawn, thanks.  Total nostalgic submission happening today.  Sentimental has never been so close to home on a random day.  Seriously, nothing significant was happening today, so I watched Toy Story 3.  Just... Wow.

Song of the day is predictable.

You've Got a Friend in Me - Randy Newman

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EcXURC_nNhc

BEDA: Adventure

It's April break here in Sophieville, and time is just about ready to take a new turn.  On a Saturday night, one might be at a party, having the time of their life.  Or one could be dabbing their eyes with a tissue, damp and sodden but only seconds old, so that they may have a chance of falling asleep.  Miraculous, and terrifying, life has whizzed past human kind yet another day only to leave a footprint in the sand.  To say that I'm tired would be an understatement, because I feel like my head is going to explode right now.  Today I went to the circus with a couple of my friends, and to be honest, I was... shaking in my boots (yeah - that's definitely what I thought initially...) to have to think of going downtown on the train by myself, and sit in a circle composed of screaming small children, random strangers, and clowns.  (I cannot begin to explain to you the amount of horror the thought of a single clown causes to my head.)  But I did it.  Despite the nervous wreck I was waiting for our stop to come, and watching a mute cross-dressing man in white makeup and a red nose, I did it.  I had to buy myself a four dollar churro to comfort myself, but nonetheless...  I accomplished something today.  Sure, it wasn't the best way to spend more than 20 bucks on a Saturday afternoon, but it was an adventure.  And, quite frankly, I haven't gone on many adventures all by myself, so as a young woman who currently is fifteen years of age, I am proud to say that today I went on an adventure.  Then to top it all off, why not watch seven different episodes of Doctor Who on Netflix?  What says "adventure" more than sitting on your ass for a couple hours watching television?  Quality stuff, right there.

And to top it all off, this is possibly one of my favorite songs ever.  Me encanta.

Dashing Knight - All Caps

I can't find the version I love on the YouTubes!!!  *Insert outrage*  The sadness...  It's off the album Lowercase, if anyone's interested, and I definitely recommend giving it a listen.

BEDA: Day 15

I'm sleep-typing but I promise I'll have something intriguing, and charming tomorrow.

Please still be my friend? *puppy dog face*

Song that is so stuck in my head right now it's not even funny:

Friday - Rebecca Black

I'm so sorry, but it is.  I'll spare you the pain of having  your eardrums bursting by not linking the song today.  I hope your dreams aren't crushed.

PS - note to self, is writing "BEDA" a the beginning of each post necessary?

BEDA: Day 14

Oooooh.... yeah.  See, this page has been open for a full twenty-four hours now because yesterday I was about to write something, I swear.  But then I fell asleep.  Then I woke up at 9:30 pm, ate a bagel, and went to sleep again.  So...


AWKWARD.

This moment brought to you by:  I haven't slept that long since forever.

Song of the... yesterday... day...

I'll See Her There - Skyway Flyer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLpliLl7AEE

BEDA: Save & Reset

Two more days; that's all I need I can can just relax on spring break.  HOLLA AT ME. ;)
Hell High School has not been very kind to me in the past couple of days, but I just need back up until the 48 hours are done.  Wow, that's kind of dramatic...  Do you like the dramatic?  I like the dramatic. And now I'm rambling.....

Anyways...

All this mush I was very recently writing does have a point.  And that would be me.  No, well, actually what I'm trying to say is that I plan to keep doing this BEDA thing (though not so much at 10 in the evening),  throughout the month of April.  However, in two days I will be on April break.  Yay? Oh- I mean - YAYEAH!!!!  In such free time I have, there may be some time put into making this Writey-Wordy- Page full of Awesomesauce.

Now I'm  gonna sleep forever.

BEDA: Sleep

Sleep.
Come and find me.
Sweep me away.

I'm so.  Tired.  Right.  Now.

Each Coming Night - Iron & Wine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viXMXo1aG-Q

BEDA: This was going to be about bad habits, but now it's called Abrasiveness

     When I was turning twelve, entering my first year of middle school, I remember I had this habit of twirling my hair.  The classic cliché, perfect for a young adolescent... Unless it's a nervous habit and she's not aware that she's doing it.  So, naturally, being the smooth twelve-year-old boy that he was, this lad behind me says, "Why are you doing that?"

     "What?" I asked.

     "That."  He mimicked me and pointed to my long hair.  "It's kind of disgusting."  Self-conscious as every young girl is, I proceeded with something along the lines of "Yeah, what of it, Bub?!?"  And so began the Train of Thought of Bad Habits... Choo choo...

I'm not going to say that I have a lot of habits, and I don't think they're that bad, but I became fully aware of how a quirk could be put into perspective at that moment.  Little did I know that another nervous habit was either being extremely shy and quiet, or rambling on in a sarcastic trill.  Even at the young age of eleven, my humor was dry.  A little too dry for one of my teachers, apparently.  The first week of sixth grade we're assigned seats at the lunch tables according to Homerooms, but it's also a first-come-first-serve kind of deal, and you're limited to the number of chairs, people, yadda, yadda, so on, and so forth.  Of course, I'm stuck at the loner table.  The.  Loner.  Table.  Four other boys, another girl, and a nice open seat (usually next to me) occupied by my ghost friend.  The kids at this table knew the one of the teachers from elementary school, so the kind sir came to chat with us (I say "us", but I actually mean everyone besides myself).  Mr. Teacher is using big words, we're rather young children, he's joking and laughing, so I take a shot at it.  What harm can it do to try and be social?  This is middle school now, and I can be a new-ish person, right?  

     "That's quite the impressive vocabulary you have, there," I slide in cooly (or what I think is pretty chill at the time.  *Keep in mind that I'm not exactly being talked to...*).   I'm eleven.  I'm still waiting for my Hogwarts letter to come in the mail.  He turns to me and smiles.

     

     "You know, you're kind of abrasive," he says matter-of-factly.  I look up at him politely, and he must he the inquiry in my eyes.  "Do you know what that means?"  I shake my head.  "Okay," he turns his torso toward me, so now I'm the center of attention.  Thanks.  "Picture sand paper on skin."

     "Raw?  Raw skin?" I'm a deer caught in the headlights.  

     "Yeah, just like that," he smiles down at me.  "That's what abrasive means."

I think it's safe to say he was not my favorite teacher.

Song of the day today is in response to this lovely memory:  

Forget You - Cee Lo Green

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKxodgpyGec

BEDA: Words

There's so many words that someone can use to describe something.  Think for a moment about how many different words you know.  How many others have you heard?  And there's still more.  Shakespeare invented over 17,000 words as he wrote, and that was centuries ago.  To be able to even articulate is astonishing because my dog can only croon.  Miraculously, we can speak, and other people want to listen.  We have to choose carefully, but still be ourselves and the words we use could mean everything.  Or they could mean nothing.  It's really up to you.  Think about what you're hearing, and then think about what you're understanding.  Then come and tell me what our society is.

BEDA: Daffodil

I'm running on chopped up, five hours of sleep for the last 24 hours.

Initiate BEDA.

Today I was walking around Boston, and as the spring wind tousled my hair, I watched the culture around me.  The gawky nineteen year old, with headphones under his designer hoody who walks in a straight line to nowhere.  The couple on the stairs, holding hands at dusk.  The grass is finally getting greener now that winter's over, but only in splotches.  But the thing was, even through all this early springtime wonder, there was a daffodil laying on the grass.  As if someone left it there, in memory, in forgetfulness, but in absolute certainty that it should be there.  I don't know if this makes sense, because it's late, but in that yellow daffodil, on the greening earth, I saw beauty in its rarest and truest form.  My only regret is that I didn't take a picture of it.

BEDA: Braid Wars

Have you ever looked at someone's braided hair and said to yourself, "Wow. That is one beautiful  and amazing plait"?  Honestly?  I remember when I was a little girl my mom tried to teach me how to braid hair, and I was a pro at it.  You name it, I could braid it.  Barbie dolls, my sister's hair (when it wasn't a mop-top), the neighbor's dog's tail... BOOM.  Braided, but when a family friend tried to teach me how to "Idiot Braid", as he called it, man, I just got so confused.  My whole world of braiding knowledge had been flipped upside down.  Only two hair strands were needed!!!???  What??  The new braid, also known as a twist, was all that I could think about.  And I couldn't figure out how it worked...  So, after a while I just stopped braiding completely;  My rebel fleet had taken so much damage we retreated from the wrath of Empire "Idiot Braid"s and all other braids imaginable.  Years, I forgot how to braid...  Until I decided to attack the French Braid-Selfie.  MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. I don't know why, or how, but I did, and now I can idiot braid hair, and fishtail hair, and YEAH!  Take that Idiot Braid!  My Rebel forces destroyed your Hoth base and there ain't nothing you can do about it.

no song today.  Sorry

BEDA: day 7.... I think....

It's late.  I'm stll learning how to use this site, and blog blog blog blog. OKAY??

Have some of this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqHFhMBKOi8

BEDA: A Good Idea?

Was doing BEDA a good idea???  Whatever.

 LET'S TALK ABOUT HAPPINESS. 

:D

Things that make me feel like a kid are awesome, to say the least; but the things that always make everything better are:

• Crayons - I mean, seriously. How can you not love the waxy stick figures?
• Cupcakes - Hell. To. The. Yes.  If anything makes someone feel better, it's a cupcake.
• Watching your favorite TV show/Movie.... *cough* Doctor Who *cough*
• Lurking on your friends' internets - You know what I'm talking about: Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Blogspot (Tess W, Imma stalk you).  Don't tell me you haven't done it.
• Sleep.  'Nough said.

That's enough for one day....

OMG.  saw the creepiest thing standing outside a Staples... Someone in a suit, you know?  I think it was supposed to be the Statue of Liberty, but it looked like something out of a horror flick.

SOTD:  A Whole New World - from the Aladdin Soundtrack.  No link because you should know what it is. And if you don't.... SHAME on you.

BEDA: Nothing in Particular

*Sigh*

I'm really tired.  So... Let's make this quick.  How was your day?  Good?  Bad?  I'm sorry if it was bad, but YAY for it being good!  Question:  Why is YouTube so addictive?  Answer:  Because you get permission to stalk people wherever they go, and watch their every move.  Done.  That's all.

Skin and Bones (feat. Darren Criss) - Charlene Kaye

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2ge-QEw2z8

BEDA: Synonymous of Nerd

So here we go.

Today was Monday.  There's really nothing special about Mondays; people go to school, or they go to work, come home, eat, maybe work a little more, then sleep.  Yep.

Okay, I'm bored; I'm done with that subject.

I like to consider myself a nerd, dork, geek, whatever, I don't really have a preference.  But I do, I mean, I have this entire bookshelf dedicated to Harry Potter, I have two Harry Potter posters on my wall, and my favorite T.V. shows are Doctor Who and Glee.  I like hats and sunglasses, but don't really fancy lots of jewelry.  Last summer I made it my mission to substitute as many words as I could in my American vocabulary with its English parallel.  This mission went according to plan, but I still continue with it well into the present.  Since I've starting watching Doctor Who, though I've definitely made a lot of progress in that area of expertise.  Again *points to face* dork.  I like music, pretty much anything that sounds good to me... Wow, that's specific...

I really hope I'm doing this BEDA thing right.

Song of the day:  Homecoming - Hey Monday
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FU0fQIezoK0

BEDA: Who I Am

Time.  Time works in strange, magical, and sometimes cruel ways.  SOmetimes it's too slow, other times it passes to quickly, and yet, it's inevitable.  Never again will there be a January 1st, 2000.  Ever.  We're all footprints in the wake of history and sometimes, to put it simply, things suck.  Adolescence is a time when things really suck.  But it's also the time where you journey to different places, and find yourself in a mix of nonsense all swirling together.  I want to find myself, and it's not going to plan, but maybe it is.  I used to fence.  I was complete rubbish, and I got a bronze medal in a competition, but I sucked.  It was a turning point for e and I quit after about a year because my friend moved up a level and didn't, but I don't regret that.  It just wasn't for me.  I'm finding out who I am, slowly through times, but I'm doing it.  However, the only thing that bothers me is when other people think they know who you are when you're not completely sure.  In the top ten on my Pet Peeve list.  I mean, really?  C'mon.

I'm gonna start posting a song of the day that's either stuck in my head, or just... You know. A song.  

Song of the day:   Dress and Tie (feat. Darren Criss) - Charlene Kaye

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXUyooZxfnw

BEDA: April 2, 2011

Tell me, can you understand life as it happens, or do you have to look back on an event to fully understand?  Is there really a full comprehension going on when you're confused?  Take a conversation, for example; a conversation with a friend about a fight over... I don't know... Some social situation... A dance? Your friend comes up to you and starts talking rapidly at you about who-knows-what, and you're just hearing the words.  The names, or the praises and you just can't process.  Does that happen?  Or do you actually speak Teenage Girl?  Anyway, just a though I had.
Today I went for a walk with my dogs, Fenway and Parker, and... meh.  I'm not the biggest fan of being towed down a sidewalk by relatively heavy dog.  Not. A. Fan.

Okay, I'm good.  Orange Soda tastes yummy.

I'm gonna go watch Doctor Who now.

DON'T JUDGE ME.

Fine... judge.  See what I care.  Just wait until unicorns are growling in your window at night.  Then you can tell me if you still judge me.

LOL.

BEDA, Here I Come.

Blog everyday in April YEAH!

It officially starts tomorrow for me, but this’ll have to do for today. Let’s see how long I can stick to it, I hope I can- it’ll be nice to actually stick to a project for once… Awkward… For me…

I got an iPhone. Sorry, sorry. I was too excited. Bragging over. I swear.

I’ll talk to you guys later.

Or not.