Emily, the Spider Slayer! (mwa-ha-ha!)

How many people does it take to kill spiders? Two. One quiet yet scared, and one freaking out, screaming, "It's going to kill me!!!" Guess which one was I? Yep, the one freaking out insisting that it's going to launch out at her, and suck her brain juices.
So OBVIOUSLY.... I'm deathly afraid of spiders. 16 years old, and still freaking out about something that less then a thousanth of the size of her, about the size of her belly button.
I knew there were spiders outside, and I knew where... my goal was to kill them before they kill me. So, I went outside, looking like a doofus, bringing out a can of hairspray, a flyswater, and a hockey mask... okay, I'm kidding about the hockey mask. But I really do believe that I looked pretty silly out there, with my knees slightly bent, ready to run away if I need to.
My mom told me that hairspray will kill spiders, and I just brought the fly swatter just incase it gets messy. I saw a spider, and ran back inside for my sister to help me, whos only a year older than me.
So me and Anna (my sister) went out, and I started spraying a spider, and once it moved, then I screamed, and ran away. But I came back, ready to kill this monster. So I'm spraying it, and it's against my house, so when it crawled on the outside of the gutter, then I swatted it with the fly swatter, while screaming, then when it landed on the ground, I screamed, and ran away.
I did the same process, from beginning to end, 2 more times, not sure all of them died. So after a little after they're all dead (or not.....) then I started taking down the spiderwebs.
They were heavy and thick from all the hairspray that was on it. But on one of the spiderwebs, there was a lady bug on it... and it was still moving it's little legs. So I carefully took it off, peeling the spider web off her back, and I let it crawl on my hands and arms, hoping that it would fly, well, it's wings are broken. :( so I just put it on a tree, and hope it lives.

Questions!!

I got this list from my friend, Maire (to see her blog, click here ---> http://mairea.wordpress.com/2011/09/)

Waffles or Pancakes? waffles

Jam or Jelly? jam

Cricket or Baseball? cricket

Books or Magazines? Books

Tanktops or T-Shirts? T-shirts

Rings or Bracelets? bracelets

White or Black (not racially!)? White

Past or Future? past, don't want to spoil the future.

Introvert or Extrovert? extrovert

Soda? Or Pop? Pop

Pool or Lake/Pond? pool

Spaghetti or Lasagna? Spaghetti, with meatballs!

Jeans or dresses? Jeans.

Hot or Cold? Hot.

Pens or Pencils? Pens.

Movies or Television? Television.

Piano or Organ? Piano.

Cowboy hat or Fedora? Fedora

City or Country? Country

Sword or Dagger? Sword

Gun or Bomb? Bomb

Cigarret or Pipe? pipe

Bake or Grill? grill

Cat or Dog? cat

Dinos or Rhinos? rhinos

Bath or Shower? shower

Analog or Digital? Digital

Cardiff or London? London.

Lion or Tiger? Tiger.

Van Gough or DaVinci? uh.... DaVinci

Coffee or Hot Chocolate? Coffee, with cream and sugar please!

Coke or Pepsi? Coke.

Orbit or Wrigley? I don't know what either of those are.... I think.

Up or Down? Up.

Forget or Protest? Protest!

Sink or Swim? Swim.

Fight or Flight? Fight.

Clean or Dirty? I prefer clean, if I don't have to clean it.... or dirty if I'm used to see it dirty

M&M’s: Regular or Peanut? Reguar... or prezal or coconut

Peanut Butter: Creamy or Crunchy? Creamy

McDonald’s or Burger King? McDonalds

Walmart or Target? Walmart

Write or Type? Type.

Nintendo or X-Box? Nintendo (game cube)

Mario or Luigi? Mario

Plastic or Cash? Cash

DC’s or Converse? Converse

Elevator or Stairs? Stairs

Buttons or Levers? Levers

Chicago or New York? New York

Hot Sauce or Ketchup? Ketchup

Left or Right? Right

Pickles or Cucumbers? cucumbers

Roses or Sunflowers? sunflowers

Circles or Squares? Circles

Moon or Sun? Moon

Plays or Movies? Movies

Burn or Freeze? Burn

Fries or TaterTots? Tater-Tots

Fingers or Toes? Fingers, toes are ugly.

Star Trek or Star Wars? um... I've seen neither, but star wars. "Luke, I am your father" :D

Twilight or Harry Potter? Harry Potter!

Hot Dogs or Cheeseburgers? Hot dogs, with chili cheese

Sing or Dance? Dance like a crazy person

Towel or Robe? Robe

Morning or Night? Night

Beer or Wine? Wine

Ogre or Cyclops? Ogre

M&m’s or Skittles? M&Ms

Pirate or Ninja? Ninja, but Pirates are pretty cool too.

Bus or Train? Train

Birthday or Christmas? Christmas

Stars or Stripes? Stars.... didn't I already answered this question?

Fruit or Veggies? Fruit

Pencils: Mechanical or Regular? Mechanical

Commando or Princess? Princess

Curly Fries or Onion Rings? Onion Rings

Ice Skates or Roller Skates? Ice Skates

Kettle Korn or Buttery Popcorn?Kettle Korn

Sneeze or Cough? Sneeze

Heart or Brain? Heart

Silver or Gold? Silver

Mac or PC? Mac

Numbers or Letters? Letters

Solo or Duet? Solo

Electric or Acoustic? Acoustics

Breakfast or Dinner? Dinner, then desert

Whistle or Hum? Whistle

Horses or Unicorns? Unicorns

Laugh or Cry? Laugh

Too Much or Not Enough? Too much

Glue or Tape? Tape

Tie or Bowtie? Bowtie, because they're cool.

Summer or Winter? Summer

Rain or Snow? Rain.

Swim or Surf? I want to learn how to surf

Shelf or Drawer? Drawer

Crossword or Wordfind? Wordfind

Bucket or Basket? Bucket

Bush or Tree? Tree

Beard or Mustache? Mustache

Yes or No? Yes

Rock or Pop? Rock

Some other random questions!

Would you get a tattoo? Yes.

Of What? probably a quote I really like...
Where? Um... probably either on my arm, or on my back.

Why? Because, it depends on what the quote is, and probably is meaningful.

What’s your favorite quailty in the opposite sex? (or same or whatever) um... humor and responsible. good looks are a few bonus points.

Are you pro-mullet? NO

Do you have any pets? Technicly, no, but I take care of 2 cats and a dog.

Can you….

Whistle? Yes

Do the Splits? Nope, didn't practice enough.

Put your leg(s) behind your head? no... I'm not flexable.

Sing? Yeah... I can SING, in key? no.

Dance? yes, hilarious and terrible, but yes.

Triplets :D

Okay, so me, my sister, and Maire went to a sorcerers apprentice camp this Saturday in SDU (South Dacota University) and we did have to pay, but we got 1/2 off because we had scholorships.... for 30 dollars. :D so we only had to pay 30, anyways, it included a t-shirt, and a magizene. ANYWAYS... so we all decided to wear the same t-shirts, on school, today, monday. I wonder how long it takes before someone notices that we're all wearing the same t-shirt...... =^__^=   <--- KITTY!

Standing, a poem by me.

Standing to make a difference,
To do something remarkable.
As it doesn't take real intelegencem
Nor to stand and shout from a table,
But to do as it takes to get a chance.

To to make a change,
or to shift or switch the bully's ways,
Resusal to take revenge.

Take away the pain and suffering,
Hang on to your life.
Earn our way to stop this nonscence and bulling.

Safe from the name-calling and pushing,
If you can stop this, would you?
Love everyday, adoring,
Enter the world of joy and happiness, instead of the sad and blue.
Never give up a life, just cling.
Take the chance, and say goodbye to the better world, and you.

Drowning

Everyday, when I remember, everytime, someone calls me ugly, a bitch, or just a giant pile of shit, I feel like I'm just getting a little closer to drowning. Drowning, kinda sounds peaceful. Somewhere where there is no one to judge me, no one to bully me, no one to even make me feel left out, and alone. Because if I drown, there will be no one there, just me and myself. And I'll try to push back the nightmares i've had during the day, when I'm awake, for the past 11 years. I'm sick and tired of this, and sometimes I wonder how to drown myself, and would anybody care. 11 years, and I'm sick and tired of it. Am I really pregnet, like everybody says I am? Am I ugly, like everybody says I am? Am I really, just a big fat pile of shit, baking in the sun? Am I really what people say I am? I get more comments to say that I'm ugly, than beautiful. I get more comments that I'm worth nothing, then worth anything. If you say something enough, will it come true?
Drowning, where I am alone, and no one there to call me all of those things, all the stuff they have said in the past, as well as the future and recent. So, do I actually DESERVE to stay on this planet we call Earth, so do I deserve to drown?

kids and strippers

hahaha, that's a funny title. So, your probably thinking what's up with that. Well, like last week, I'm babysitting my neihbor (and my niece's friend) this week. Well, yesterday, Mona (the chick I'm babysitting) loves horror movies and guns and stuff like that... and she's in the 3rd grade.
So yesterday, she wanted to watch a movie called "Suckerpunch".... weirdest movie ever. It starts out, with this mother and daughter, and I guess the dad is some freaky phyco dude, and tries to do something with the daughter, but the mother rescues her, and tries to kill the dad, but shoots the lightbulb, and somehow kills her daughter, and then the dad sends her to a mental hosbital. So then, they try to kill her or something, by shoving a nail in her eye, a nail that's a foot long...
And then BAM!!! you realize that it's a strip show in a type of a... a.... place people stip. you find this out by the mother going, "Stop! how is this supposed to turn guys on?" and then she's suddenly on a stage...
And so anyways, the movie goes on, with the strippers trying to ecsape, because they're trapped there, and then people get stabbed and shot, and died.

They're back :(

Am I really that ugly? Am I really that worth to scream in the face. Am I a whore, a bitch, a skank? Am I? Why do I have to have buttheads and asswhipes always screaming in my face, when no one else is around, when no one is there to back me up. And if I stand up for myself, am I a bitch. Do I really deserve this? Do I really deserve to be hurt everyday, to be punched in the face (figure of speech) everyday, for the rest of my life? This has been going on since kindergarten. How many more years will this last? They already say that I was pregnant, ugly, whore, has lice and fleas, and kills me everyday, me for about 10 years, and then they went away for a little while, and now they're back.

Blood

Blood- red, warm, liquid, and disgusting. Lately my life has been around blood. Sure, it's inside of me, and lately it's been out of me. You know, I'm 16, so I do have my period... that's one reason why I've been weirded out because of blood. And another, next Wednesday I'm scheduled for a blood bank deposit, during school, next Wednesday. And I absolutely hate blood and needles, but I love the idea of saving 3 lives. And then, one last, disgusting, revolving bloody event... nosebleed.
I got a nosebleed last night, I usually get them only about 1 time a year, and that was that time. It was 3:00 am, and I wake up to my nose running, I keep wiping it off my hands and arms, then I realize, that's not snot smell, that's blood. I quickly turned on the lamp next to my bed, and look at my hands, and they are covered in blood. (What a pretty picture!!!) so then I get up, frantically looking for a kleenex, or something to wipe my nose with. Nothing. I see nothing. I run to the linen closet, where we keep our unopened packages of kleenex's, nothing in there. I was holding my right hand under my nose, trying to resist the blood from dripping onto the floor. I ran into the bathroom, and took the toilet paper, and tried to rip it with only my left hand. I think I get it, so I hold it up to my nose and walk back to my bedroom, which is right next to the bathroom. So I sit on my bed, and bring the door to ajar. Then i look at the door, and realize there's toilet paper sicking out of it. I pull, trying to figure out where the trail of toilet paper left, and nothing happens, except I just get more. So I'm pulling, and I pull, and pull, and I'm just getting more and more and more. So then I get up off of my bed, and then follow the toilet paper... to right onto the toilet paper dispenser. (is that what it's called?) I never ripped the toilet paper off, apparently.

drama... :P

Okay, so, right now I have 3 friends ranting about their drama, and are mad at the world. Well, one of them not really, just at her brother-in-law.
So my friend Jennie is upset because 2 guys like her, one wants to go to homecoming, and one wants to go out on a date. And she always asks for my sister, Anna, to get onto facebook, but she's almost always playing her violin, so when she's playing that thing, she gets REALLY cranky if you interrupt her... and whenever me and Jennie talk about this kinda stuff on facebook, she always gets really mad at the end, so I have to be extra care of what I say, and I feel like I can't say what I truly feel, because she might not want to talk to me for a while.
And my other friend, Maire, is the one that's not really mad at the world, but just her brother-in-law, Brian, her older sister's, Elena's, husband. She didn't tell me what exactly he said, because she had to get off, but recently he's been a butthead, and he's always giving off a bad vibe. Like one time, her cat escaped at night, and almost got hit by a car. So she ran outside, to get him out the the street, right? And so then she comes back in, and Brian says that she shouldn't be outside at night because she'll go hand out drugs and smoke and drink.... which is not the person she is.
And last but not least... Alissa drama. Yes, her name is spelled with a I instead of a Y, she hates it (I love it) Anyways, she's kinda obsessed with this one person called Logan Henderson, off of the show/band "Big Time Rush" on Nickelodeon. And so this morning, in the library (where me and my friends meet before school) she was excited because it was Logan's birthday. So there she was, jamming out to Big Time Rush, and then later she messaged me on facebook how everyone was being a bitch to her because she was happy. (?) And how she's going to treat everyone exactly like that, a fucking bitch.

6 AM BLOG!!!

Hey, y'all... I'm now 16! and... pulling off an all-nighter with 2 of my besties! woop woop.
    So yesterday.... Saturday.... I spent 3 hours baking and decorating cupcakes, it was pretty epic. And one of my besties got sick, so she couldn't make it.... actually a lot of people couldn't make it.... I invited 7 and only 3 showed up :( but yeah.... one of my friends is knocked out... and my other friend is blogging also :) yep, we're blogging buddies!!!!
         Oh.... and for birthday presents, I just got a pretty small purse thingy from my friend, and she also got me candy.... HIP HIP HORRAY!!!

DRAMA!!!

Ugh, I am really annoyed. Why? Because my friend (Jennie) is being stupid and fighting with my sister (who she's also friends with) I have no idea why, and neither does my sister, really. Jennie says that she won't talk to my sister until my sister talks to some other dude over something she has no idea what to say.
     And this is really annoying because both Anna (my sister) and Jennie ARE invited to my birthday party, and I want everyone to have a good time, so how can they have fun if one is mad at the other, and the other has no idea why exactly why she's mad at her, it's just annoying, stupid, drama.

Teen Vogue and bullies

What's the relationship between Teen Vogue and bullies? I know what your thinking, "Well, people that buy stuff from Teen Vogue are snot noesed snobs, so they are kinda like bullies." right? WRONG! In the May 2011 Issue, there is an article of ANTIBULLING in TEEN VOGUE
       I couldn't beileve it, myabe it's the fact that I never really seen teen vogue, just when it's on a magazine stand. But I've never actually bought one, and looked through it. Well, no this time I didn't buy it, but I did look through it.
       The artical goes on, talking about the crap people have been through, and that we, this generation, should stop it, and be the change. I have always thought this in my life, how I should stop the bullies, since at one time I was bullied (or... multiple times....)
       So this is me saying the same thing, don't just sit there and do nothing, but give someone, at least once a day, a complement. Perferably a complete stranger. You know, brighten someone's day, once a day.
      Now, I know I am not some super famous person like Demi Lovato who whatever I say, everyone is going to hear. But if you tell someone, or many other people, then if they say something to their friends, we can get the word around to brighten someone's day, once a day. But you can also change it to 2 times a day, or 3, or even go to infinity and beyond (haha, a little buzz lightyear there for 'ya) and make 10 people's day. Because this is OUR generation, and we can do this!!!

Poetry Wedndsays?

Hey, so, I just want you all to know... (if there is anyone reading this) that besides photography, and drawing, I also love to write stories and poems, and so I was wondering if I should have Poetry Wednesdays, so comment below and tell me what you think.

I am crying a poem by me

You hit me, and I'm silent.
But on the inside, I am crying,
You make my world so violent
So much, I feel like dying

Those words you say to me,
I say I hear nothing, but I'm lying
Why can't you just leave me be,
as my tears are drying

And now I realize,
That I can use this body
To bring this society to equalize,
Because I am somebody.

Doctor Who and School.

Mwa-ha-ha, look who's blogging in school. This chickey poo! (that's what I call girls, if they get offended by being called a dude, or by 3rd person) yep, I am sitting in homeroom right now.
     So... I got Doctor who's new episodes on this little thing I call Steve (I don't call it that... but actually I should start.) Steve the laptop, how does that sound? I think it's brilliant. (haha, I'm turning british!) anyways, for those who do not know what Dr. Who is... it's the most amazing British SiFi show... IN THE WORLD!!! Now I'm not usually into SiFi's... but the Doctor... he's different.
     Can you tell I'm going a bit loca today? Should I be worried? Huh? Should I? Should I go to a mental institute? Well, if I didn't blog for a while... you know why.

BIRTHWEEK!!!

As you can tell by the title, it's my birthweek! Yippie! now, some of you might ask, "What the heck is a birthweek?" well, you know birthday, right. (hopefully) well, this is the same thing, except it lasts for a whole week, instead of a day. You don't really do anything besides say, "Hey, this is my last (insert day of week here...) of being (insert current age here). So, for someone like me, I would say, "Hey, this is my last Tuesday of being 15!" I know, it sounds pretty stupid, but it's kinda fun also.
      So today, my niece's friend (Mona, I think it's short for Ramona) dad asked me if I can start babysitting mona after school for about well, I guess 6. Because her sister (who usually picks her up) is going to be out of town for 10 days, but I just have to watch Mona on only School Days. So I'll get to buy myself a nice birthday present. :D <----Smiley face