Dear Readers (if any are still alive),
Sorry it's been so long! I've been busy with being a Senior, Gold Award, Christmas and recovering from that fun experience called oral surgery. As most of you already know, I got a promise ring from the love of my life (that's still Brandon, lol) on Christmas. That was probably the most exciting thing that has happened to me lately. Work has been going well and I have not gotten nauseaus too many times over the overwhelming fact that I have one semester left in high school. Well, as a Senior, I have a ton of homework to do.... so I must leave you with this short update. I'll post again soon, but don't hold on to that promise! Before I go, I would like to wish you all a belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I still thrive on comments, so please leave some! There's nothing more encouraging than a few comments... that are encouraging... yeah, that's the Nicole charm there.
Much Love,
Nicole
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, August 31, 2008
People laugh when they look at me...
Dear Readers,
The title is actually serious this time. Because when people look at me they do laugh at me. My wisdom is gone. Cause someone extracted it from my mouth. I didn't know that's where my wisdom was. Depression. So, I didn't have time for my life to flash before my eyes because they didn't give me enough time. They put in the IV, and then I was out like a light. The next thing I remember is lying on the couch and mom saying, "He'll be here in a minute". I later realized that I was talking about (of course) Brandon. So my mom goes on to tell me about all the ridiculous things I talked about while in the car on my way home. She said I cried allot. Mostly about dieing bunnies, which included bugs bunny (he asked for a carrot and someone shot him). I also cried about the possibility about drooling in font of somebody, Bethany going to jail because she killed someone, and my pudding because I thought that it might not be in the back of my truck still. I just took my pain medication and I'm trying to remember stuff. My face is still huge. I had them out of Friday and it's STILL huge. Today I learned to walk again. Before today my legs were jello. Now I just get sorta dizzy and nauseous. My pain medicine makes me tired, as well as my anti-swelling medicine (which doesn't work). Briana is typing this, and being very nice, and saying that she can't smell my breath when I breathe on her. I know you wanted to know that. I can't help it though. I do brush my teeth, but the healing makes it gross. Not to mention the blood (this is where briana freaks out a bit AAHHHH). My cousins freaked out because my mouth was so swollen and they thought I had an infection. But I don't. I just have a really small mouth. And I can't help that either. I'm tired of sitting on the couch and watching movies. It's better with friends though. (Nicole said thank you Lady, Brandon, and Briana). Now she says she is tired and she can't think of things to say and she is going to watch the rest of the movie. She loves you, even in her groggy state of mind. Goodnight everybody!!!
~Nicole (and Briana)
The title is actually serious this time. Because when people look at me they do laugh at me. My wisdom is gone. Cause someone extracted it from my mouth. I didn't know that's where my wisdom was. Depression. So, I didn't have time for my life to flash before my eyes because they didn't give me enough time. They put in the IV, and then I was out like a light. The next thing I remember is lying on the couch and mom saying, "He'll be here in a minute". I later realized that I was talking about (of course) Brandon. So my mom goes on to tell me about all the ridiculous things I talked about while in the car on my way home. She said I cried allot. Mostly about dieing bunnies, which included bugs bunny (he asked for a carrot and someone shot him). I also cried about the possibility about drooling in font of somebody, Bethany going to jail because she killed someone, and my pudding because I thought that it might not be in the back of my truck still. I just took my pain medication and I'm trying to remember stuff. My face is still huge. I had them out of Friday and it's STILL huge. Today I learned to walk again. Before today my legs were jello. Now I just get sorta dizzy and nauseous. My pain medicine makes me tired, as well as my anti-swelling medicine (which doesn't work). Briana is typing this, and being very nice, and saying that she can't smell my breath when I breathe on her. I know you wanted to know that. I can't help it though. I do brush my teeth, but the healing makes it gross. Not to mention the blood (this is where briana freaks out a bit AAHHHH). My cousins freaked out because my mouth was so swollen and they thought I had an infection. But I don't. I just have a really small mouth. And I can't help that either. I'm tired of sitting on the couch and watching movies. It's better with friends though. (Nicole said thank you Lady, Brandon, and Briana). Now she says she is tired and she can't think of things to say and she is going to watch the rest of the movie. She loves you, even in her groggy state of mind. Goodnight everybody!!!
~Nicole (and Briana)
Friday, August 22, 2008
My life just flashed before my eyes... that was short
Dear Readers,
I have been in America for a total of 10 days since my trip to England (well, not counting the day in Cincinatti...). It is great to be home. I will try to relay all that I did starting from the beginning, but not all in one post. That would be a loooong post. I shall now start to look into my past....
It was cold when I came into to world. It's still a bit blurry. I remember someone saying, "It's a girl!".... okay, a little too far back maybe...
The ten hour flight. That was fun. A few hours full of turbulence from the storm that was raging outside the airplane. I couldn't get any sleep. Who could? Not because of the turbulence, of course, but because in just a few long hours I would be stepping onto land I've dreamed of for years. London. We got their at 7:00 A.M. (1:00 A.M. our time) and although I hadn't been completely alert when the plane landed, I sure was when I stepped off of it. We walked around and through crowds of anxious and cranky people, got our bags and headed toward the bus. When we stepped outside a breath of fresh air wafted around us. It felt like it was the first day of Spring unlike the blazing hot Summer at home. England air!
After walking around the airport all day we melted into the cushiony seats of the bus and chilled for an hour and a half on our way to the hostel. The small, scenic houses were beautiful. Unlike America, they didn't have houses on large plots of land everywhere. They had thin, tall, cottage-like houses in rows. Though, surprisingly, they didn't look squished. They looked quite cozy, in fact.
To our relief, we finally arrived at our destination "Ashlee" our Hostel. The rooms were more like a camp room with bunk beds than a "hotel". Our room, of course, was on the top floor. Fortunately, they had one small "lift" (elevator) so we didn't have to pull all of our bags up the stairs. We got to our rooms, got situated, cleaned up a bit, then went to start our tour of London.
We walked all around, stopped at a "Tesco's" (grocery store), got some... interesting sandwiches and DR. PEPPER!!!!, then walked somemore to a little garden area for lunch......
That will have to be all for this post because I must do Spanish or my teacher will threaten me with her awesome luchador skills *wink, wink* and... I can't remember what happened after that for the moment *nervous smile*. But, it will come to me!
Farewell until later *said she in a mysterious voice*
~Nicole
I have been in America for a total of 10 days since my trip to England (well, not counting the day in Cincinatti...). It is great to be home. I will try to relay all that I did starting from the beginning, but not all in one post. That would be a loooong post. I shall now start to look into my past....
It was cold when I came into to world. It's still a bit blurry. I remember someone saying, "It's a girl!".... okay, a little too far back maybe...
The ten hour flight. That was fun. A few hours full of turbulence from the storm that was raging outside the airplane. I couldn't get any sleep. Who could? Not because of the turbulence, of course, but because in just a few long hours I would be stepping onto land I've dreamed of for years. London. We got their at 7:00 A.M. (1:00 A.M. our time) and although I hadn't been completely alert when the plane landed, I sure was when I stepped off of it. We walked around and through crowds of anxious and cranky people, got our bags and headed toward the bus. When we stepped outside a breath of fresh air wafted around us. It felt like it was the first day of Spring unlike the blazing hot Summer at home. England air!
After walking around the airport all day we melted into the cushiony seats of the bus and chilled for an hour and a half on our way to the hostel. The small, scenic houses were beautiful. Unlike America, they didn't have houses on large plots of land everywhere. They had thin, tall, cottage-like houses in rows. Though, surprisingly, they didn't look squished. They looked quite cozy, in fact.
To our relief, we finally arrived at our destination "Ashlee" our Hostel. The rooms were more like a camp room with bunk beds than a "hotel". Our room, of course, was on the top floor. Fortunately, they had one small "lift" (elevator) so we didn't have to pull all of our bags up the stairs. We got to our rooms, got situated, cleaned up a bit, then went to start our tour of London.
We walked all around, stopped at a "Tesco's" (grocery store), got some... interesting sandwiches and DR. PEPPER!!!!, then walked somemore to a little garden area for lunch......
That will have to be all for this post because I must do Spanish or my teacher will threaten me with her awesome luchador skills *wink, wink* and... I can't remember what happened after that for the moment *nervous smile*. But, it will come to me!
Farewell until later *said she in a mysterious voice*
~Nicole
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Someone ate the Cannibals!!!
Dear Readers,
Monster Java drinks are awesome! I'm so hyper and shaky and WOOT! So, this past week I got all my stuff in the mail. My black and white houndstooth rainboots, my black swimsuit and MY HOST FAMILY LETTER!!!! Yay, my host people are awesome! I got new glasses and contacts and a truck. I think, still not completely sure about the truck thing... I read some awesome books written by Shannon Hale. I read Goose Girl first.
Monster Java drinks are awesome! I'm so hyper and shaky and WOOT! So, this past week I got all my stuff in the mail. My black and white houndstooth rainboots, my black swimsuit and MY HOST FAMILY LETTER!!!! Yay, my host people are awesome! I got new glasses and contacts and a truck. I think, still not completely sure about the truck thing... I read some awesome books written by Shannon Hale. I read Goose Girl first.
Me all smiling at the camera and what not!
Me looking at the camera cause it was looking at me...
Later...
That was supposed to be a draft, not a post. Oh well! Yeah, good books. Just got done reading Book of a Thousand Days by Shannon Hale. Now I'm listening (it's a book on cd) to Austenland by the same author. Last night I spent the night with Lady. It was fun! We stayed up and wrote a letter, yay! It was very funny.
So, I have a new baby kitten. It's name is Scout. I love it tremendously and the thought of something happening to my baby makes me very depressed indeed. It was the runt of the bunch and it's mama didn't want to take care of it, so she took away and left it in that spot. I thought that she was going to bring the other kittens over with it, but she left it there. She didn't want the baby. When I got Scout it's little ribs were sticking out because the mama wouldn't feed it. It was so sad. But, now it stays with me and I have it baby kitty formula and we are a very joyous bunch. Whenever it hears my voice it starts meowing and I've never felt so loved by an animal in my life as I have been by Scout. I am to keep it until I leave for England. When I do leave my love, Brandon, will be taking care of my sweety. Awww, my sweety taking care of my tiny sweety! It will stay with Brandon for the rest of it's life. I hope Gabe likes it. I hope he doesn't eat it... I'll have to teach Scout self defense.
Well my cheeky monkies, I must go to bed!
~Nicole
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Got change for a $6 bill?
Dear Readers,
On May 16, 2008 I went to GS camp with my fellow Girl Scouts. Since I had a shooting competition the next day I only stayed for that day instead of the three days and two nights. We walked around... alot. On our way to... somewhere... we met a fuzzy little black caterpillar. I believe he was an emo caterpillar, cause I've never before seen an all black caterpillar before. I named him Melvil. We took a picture of him (I didn't touch him, I don't like touching caterpillars) then left him to be his awesome self.
~ My Shadow and Melvil
~Me looking at the carcass with a creepy face...
Then we went on the Lakeview Trail. We saw a view of the lake. On our way we found a fallen tree, so I decided to do the Girl Scout thing and moved it out of the way for future girls who might trip over it.
~Me proving that Chuck Norris has trained me, woot!
Then, at the end of the trail I showed the girls the awesome rock(in) loveseat. We sat in it! It sorta needs cushions though....
On May 16, 2008 I went to GS camp with my fellow Girl Scouts. Since I had a shooting competition the next day I only stayed for that day instead of the three days and two nights. We walked around... alot. On our way to... somewhere... we met a fuzzy little black caterpillar. I believe he was an emo caterpillar, cause I've never before seen an all black caterpillar before. I named him Melvil. We took a picture of him (I didn't touch him, I don't like touching caterpillars) then left him to be his awesome self.
~ My Shadow and Melvil
~I put this in here on accident. Oh well. This picture should be later in the story.... you'll find out why....
~ A close-up of Melvil the Emo Caterpillar
On our adventure to the treehouse we discovered an armadillo carcass! Needless to say, I didn't touch it. I don't want leprosy.
~Me looking at the carcass with a creepy face...Then we went on the Lakeview Trail. We saw a view of the lake. On our way we found a fallen tree, so I decided to do the Girl Scout thing and moved it out of the way for future girls who might trip over it.
~Me proving that Chuck Norris has trained me, woot!Then, at the end of the trail I showed the girls the awesome rock(in) loveseat. We sat in it! It sorta needs cushions though....
~Bri and me sitting in the rock loveseat!
We were all very tired and somewhat hungry when we got back. So, we started to make lunch (since we were ordered to). While sitting out the food I felt something crawling up my leg. This is when disaster of the most disastrous kind struck, for little did I realize that emo caterpillars aren't as cool as they seem. Something stung me. "I think something is stinging me... I THINK SOMETHING IS STINGING ME!!!!" said I. As I was crying out in distress, someone took my creepy crawly and put it on the ground. They retrieved some ice for me leg and put "Stingeez" on it. I love that stuff. It was then that I realized who had done this heinous act. Someone I had loved and named even though he was an outcast to society. Yes. Melvil the Emo Caterpillar. I loved him and what did he give me in return? His stingers in my leg.
~Me NOT crying and putting the ice on my leg
~My loverly leg with the loverly sting
Although Melvil betrayed me, I still loved him. Yes, that is right, I said loved. I'm sorry (maybe) to say that Melvil was squished by a mother who loves me. Yes, Bri's mother killed Melvil. But, he stung me, he was a danger to the other girls. It was the right thing to do. Besides, he was emo, it is probably what he wanted. Poor Melvil. I could have shown him the sun. He could have been a rainbow caterpillar at heart. May my dear Melvil rest in peace.
~Nicole
P.S.
I just now realized why I have not been getting any comments... ya'll are all gone to camp! Okay, I love you guys again.... I guess... lol.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Do you have a fever? Cause you look HOT!!!
Dear Readers,
First of all, the title is my new "dorky guy who wants to get a girl" line that I made up all by myself!!! Second of all, please just figure these out!!! lol...
1) Madam I'm Adam
2) Red rum, sir, is murder
3) A nut for a jar of tuna
4) No lemons, no melon
5) Now sir, a war is won
First of all, the title is my new "dorky guy who wants to get a girl" line that I made up all by myself!!! Second of all, please just figure these out!!! lol...
1) Madam I'm Adam
2) Red rum, sir, is murder
3) A nut for a jar of tuna
4) No lemons, no melon
5) Now sir, a war is won
So, those crazy people got married! The awesomest wedding of the year (since mine won't be for a few more years :op). So, lately... I've been... well, I can't tell you that story until I have Melvil pictures. Sad. Oh well. Ahhhh!!!!!!! My favorite brother is home! Adam! Yay! Happy me! I almost scared him... well... not really... oh well. So, lately, I have been grumpy and bored I guess. I went to an awesome switcharoo party and had four large-ish pieces of awesome lasagna (I usually hate lasagna). Put the pieces together people... rather... don't. I got to see Lady's new house and it is the weapon of mass destruction (aka, the bomb).
So, I speak ivorics, how bout you? I felt so punny when I thought of that. If you don't get it, just tell me, I will PROUDLY tell you what it means. Yay, punny stuff.
Last night I had a "go away" party. We had pizza (oh so yummy pizza) and orange and green cake. I got a bunch of stuff that I will be able to use on my trip! Yay! I love surprise parties (some of the time). My church peoples are so sweet. Welp, I must clean the house! I'll write eventually!
~Nicole
So, I speak ivorics, how bout you? I felt so punny when I thought of that. If you don't get it, just tell me, I will PROUDLY tell you what it means. Yay, punny stuff.
Last night I had a "go away" party. We had pizza (oh so yummy pizza) and orange and green cake. I got a bunch of stuff that I will be able to use on my trip! Yay! I love surprise parties (some of the time). My church peoples are so sweet. Welp, I must clean the house! I'll write eventually!
~Nicole
Monday, May 19, 2008
Emo People Depress Me
Dear Readers,
How is everybody doing? I know that I have not written in a while but I have excuses (choir concerts, camp, shooting competitions, fundraisers, cleaning, doctor, etc.). I have a lot to tell you about this week, but I'm going to wait until I have pictures.
Has anyone ever heard of Pon and Zi? They are little emo creatures and they are so pathetic and adorable. Here is one of the many popular comics:
How is everybody doing? I know that I have not written in a while but I have excuses (choir concerts, camp, shooting competitions, fundraisers, cleaning, doctor, etc.). I have a lot to tell you about this week, but I'm going to wait until I have pictures.
Has anyone ever heard of Pon and Zi? They are little emo creatures and they are so pathetic and adorable. Here is one of the many popular comics:
I love Pon and Zi. Besides the whole suicidal part of being emo, I could be emo. Or, just a regular mood-swingy girl.... lol...
I'll hopefully have more time to post a real post in the near future. Please leave comments, I thrive on them.
Later...
Hello Dear Readers!!!
First of all, can anyone find out what these strange phrases have in common?
1) Madam I'm Adam
2) Red rum, sir, is murder
3) A nut for a jar of tuna
4) No lemons, no melon
5) Now sir, a war is won
Second of all, I'm going to ask for a name, verb, noun, preposition, etc. and you will give it to me. For example: 1) Name 2) Verb 3) Preposition
You will choose whichever one has not been answered by someone else. Your answer should (in the comment box) look like this:
2) Jump (I will add past, present, or future tense).
(not an example)
I need:
1) Name 2) Verb 3) Preposition 4) Noun 5) Verb 6) Name 7) Verb 8) Verb 9) Verb
I'll have more later. If you have any questions, ask them! Have fun with your words!
Your Beloved Writer,
Nicole (so being sarcastic)
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