Feb
27

Makes me feel warm

Sometimes I use a blanket just because I want to.

I’m not cold, but simply wanting some soft item to cling to.

That soft, cling-able item seems to be a blanket.

And even if it’s freezing outside I sleep with the fan ON ME at night.

With a blanket or three, of course.

That is one reason that I usually can’t sleep during sleepovers. THEY DON’T USE A FAN AT NIGHT.

And I do. 

But sleepovers for me are USUALLY not SLEEPovers. Just overs, I guess. I go for the party, for the friends. For the special time. For the stories, the movies, the inside jokes. And sure, some gossip pops in here and there, but it doesn’t come out of my mouth. It basically floats into my ears and gets tucked away in my mind. Gets tucked into some place in my mind where I can go back and think about it later.

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO POST PICTURES ON MY BLOG.

That’s why there are simply no photos on this website of mine.

And I really like watching Dance Moms, but I would NEVER want those kids’ lives. They seem miserable. And I would be miserable too, if that were my life.

Watching Dance Moms is kind of a bonding thing between my dad and me. We both love it. On Thursdays, my mom is at school and Ollie’s at a piano lesson so it’s kind of a time to sit back (on our love sac,) relax, and watch Dance Moms. It’s great and we look forward to it.

Whenever I’m thinking about nothing in particular and I’m having a stream of consciousness kind of thing, I strangely think of cantaloupe. And I know why.

One day, I couldn’t sleep so my mom was telling me about this method called Stream of Consciousness. You close your eyes and say aloud whatever comes to mind. So my mom was doing an example and she said the word “cantaloupe”. That led to a story about some foreign people that came to stay with us when I was a baby and actually it was only one girl and my mom spent the whole day with her and not with me so I got jealous and I yelled at her and punched her or something and cantaloupe came into the story somehow.

Maybe I’m mixing up two stories, because that barely has anything to do with cantaloupe at all.

And I have certain comfort foods and comfort places and comfort smells and comfort songs and they make me feel comforted, obviously.

Examples? Sure I have some.

Comfort food: my mama’s spaghetti with garlic bread

Comfort place: Barksdale park (and the potty tree. Good memories, Charis and Selah?)

Comfort smell: onions cooking

Comfort song: Can’t Help Falling In Love With You, the Lick the Tins version

These comfort places all relate to when I was younger. So good job, mama and daddy. My life has been comforting so far.

I haven’t blogged for a while because I don’t necessarily want to. But once I start writing, words just start coming to me.

I was planning on having this be a short blog post, which I guess is accomplished. I’ll probably write more frequently, now that I understand that short blog posts actually exist and I can do them.

I didn’t go to school today because I’m sick :( I don’t really FEEL too under the weather, but my throat is painful and I have strep throat. I guess that explains it.

Bye!

Love,

Lyric

Maybe the next blog I write I’ll point interesting things out and use bolds and italic and it’ll be frabjous and magical.

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Feb
18

Everyone says that…and perhaps it’s true

“It’s the little things that count.”

They always say that.

And “they” could be my family, my friends, people that inspire me, people that I despise.

They say it whether I like them or not, because you can say whatever you want to. Sometimes I’d rather them not say WHATEVER they want, but people can choose what kind of person they want to be, just by the words that come out of their mouths. And Middle School is the time to change, people.

“It’s the little things that count.”

You can use that little saying in any kind of situation, and it will just about work.

A small cut on your foot, it hurts.

A paper cut on your lip, it hurts.

A slit between your fingers, it hurts.

One un encouraging word, it hurts.

“Change the game around.” –Selah

Use that saying in a good situation. Not Selah’s quote, the saying I’ve been using quite a lot.

A small present to get, it’s perfect.

A small piece of see’s candy, it’s perfect.

A small trip to somewhere meaningful, it’s perfect.

And one very encouraging word that you might need in life, it’s perfect.

And I just found out that we’re getting a LOVE SAC!!!! 

THE ONE ITEM I WANT MOST IN LIFE!!!!

(that’s not living!!!)

WOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!

celebrate.

Love,

a

very

happy

LYRIC!!!!

 

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Feb
12

who thought that idea first?

Hi, hi!!

I hadn’t blogged yesterday nor today, so this post shall describe both days.

And I was thinking about ideas.

And even though your ideas are completely YOUR OWN, they aren’t.

You following me?

I mean your ideas are in your head, jumbled with your thoughts, but others have the same thoughts and the same ideas, right?

No one knows what is going around in my head unless I tell them, but they CAN think the same things and I was wondering who exactly thought of great ideas first. Because someone else out there must be like, “I had that SAME idea. Too bad I hadn’t established it to the world.”

And even if you WERE the first person to think about it, would you care enough to introduce it to the world?

It’s kind of a race if you really over think it, but I’m not big on that concept. Over thinking makes others feel dumb sometimes, even when they’re proud of their thought.

I really like when you take a page or even a word from the dictionary, and paste it somewhere. I think that has a really cool feeling. And lately I’m really loving trees. I’ve always especially liked trees, of course, but it’s a certain kind of tree that I’ll buy on merchandise.

I’d like to post the definition of tree and an adorable photo of the oak that I love.

And I almost did that.

But the definition turned out to be lame when I type the word “tree” into the dictionary on my computer. Type it in yourself. It stinks and made me feel discouraged.

I know Charis just did a post all about a definition of some inspirational word, but I think it’s fine that I’ll do it too. Right? Thanks Teds.

 inspiration |ˌinspəˈrā sh ən|noun

  •  the process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something, esp. to do something creative : Helen had one of her flashes of inspiration | the history of fashion has provided designers with invaluable inspiration

.• the quality of having been so stimulated, esp. when evident in something : a rare moment of inspiration in an otherwise dull display.

• a person or thing that stimulates in this way : he is an inspiration to everyone.

• a sudden brilliant, creative, or timely idea : then I had an inspiration.

• the divine influence believed to have led to the writing of the Bible.2 the drawing in of breath; inhalation.

• an act of breathing in; an inhalation.

the process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something, esp. to do something creative 

I think inspiration could also be the process of being physically stimulated as well as mentally. Of course it’s mostly mental but perhaps if I saw a beautiful dance or a play maybe I would love to relive it, right? That’s inspiration as well.

an act of breathing in; an inhalation.

This is probably another meaning, not meaning the same thing at all. But breathing in IS an inspiration to me. A BIG one. Sometimes I definitely NEED to just take a deep breath and relax. We all need to empty our minds and just take the fullest breath that we can.

Love dearly and forever, 

Lyric♥

-Oh, and P.S., you’ve probably noticed that my blog has a new layout. It’s true! I’ve realized that I’m different now that I was in fourth, third, and second grade. I’m not too much different, but I thought I just needed some change. It might as well be on my blog! Hope you like it, too.

Bye!

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Feb
10

We didn’t even know it was happening

I’m back from school and let’s all celebrate! You have the choice what to celebrate about; *hint- there’s no right or wrong answer, so don’t STRESS!*

a) It’s Friday and tomorrow you can sleep in!

b) You probably passed a quiz that you were completely dreading and it’s OVER!

c) Your grandparents are with you and you can FINALLY spend a whole day with precious FAMILY.

If you picked a)…

It’s completely true and it IS Friday and tomorrow IS saturday and your sleep can go from 8 hours to perhaps 10, 11, or 12 hours! Then you can wake up to the smell of cut fruit, bacon, and coffee and eat what is causing the smell. Then you can hug your Mam and Pap the first time you see them in the morning. You may watch T.V. and/or play video games and lounge out until your parents wake up and then your dad finds something fun and entertaining for you to do that whole day! And even if it is the most boring activity your fabulous loved ones with make it fun because just being with them is a delight. And wait; do not worry, for the next day is SUNDAY! Another day in which you sleep in.

If you picked b)…

Although you have Miss Umbridge as your teacher you get through the day studying your paper that is crumpled in your pocket. And then P.E. ends and you frantically sing your test while running to your locker.

*Just-about-six-minutes-to-study*

You get to your class and NOT say hi to Miss Umbridge, just for some delight. You warmup but first are forced to sit and be quiet while she takes OLD SCHOOL roll even though you, the vice, and the president have already taken role on the computer. Does she know that? She says she does. She FINALLY finishes roll after calling SIXTY SIX freaking names and she states that you shall practice you quiz and then take it.

You take it a couple times.

“It’s done; you’ve taken your test! Congratulations, children!”

“I wasn’t even singing! I thought we were practicing,” someone next to you exclaims.

And so you have taken your test that you were dreading and stressing over.

If you picked c)…

You are SO happy and overjoyed that your precious grandparents are here and you cherish EVERY SINGLE moment you have with them. Just being with them is something worth celebrating about.

And so let’s all blow up some neon colored balloons and not let them touch the ground. Let’s all wear phony party hats that don’t fit our heads. Let’s blast our favorite melodies and dance to them under a strobe light.

And even if you have a different reason to celebrate, or no reason at ALL (that would be pathetic,)come to the party anyway. If you’re a introvert and you despise parties, just sit back in your own room and listen to the Lick the Tins version of Can’t Help Falling In Love.

I LOVE THAT SONG.

I told you I’ll blog more,

LYRIC

ELIZABETH

BLOOM

(Orlando Bloom’s wife)

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Feb
09

Let’s all just sleep all year

I’ve changed my writing skills since last time I wrote on this blog, so you may not recognize me and the way I now write. I’m still the same person though, don’t you worry. But right now I am really pretty stressed about a test tomorrow and I should study but I promised to write this blog.

I’ve just been studying and studying all day long, but I can’t seem to get it. The test is for choir, and you’d think it’d be easy.

But it isn’t.

I don’t have any idea why it’s not easy, because all we have to do is sing solfege, and do the hand signs.

Here it is:

do-mi-re-fa-mi-sol-fa-la-sol-ti-la-do-ti-re-do-do-la-ti-sol-la-fa-sol-mi-fa-re-mi-do

(+ the hand signs)

I have a new teacher because my real choir teacher is pregnant and on maternity leave. For all you Harry Potter fans, I’d refer her to Ms. Umbridge. She treats us like Kindergarteners yet also expects us to have all the knowledge of high schoolers. She taught us this hard test material on Wednesday and we’re having our first choir test OF THE SEMESTER on Friday, which is tomorrow. I’ve been studying like crazy all day and some yesterday but still haven’t gotten it.

I’m seriously considering switching out of choir and into the dreaded ELECTIVE wheel.

But there just aren’t enough choices. If Miss Umbridge stays even until next year, I’m escaping choir and becoming a service worker. But I’m not sure if I even CAN switch out of choir because I’ve heard a rumor that she doesn’t sign the slip. Sierra and Noah and I have decided to just start running when her back is turned and run until we get to violin. (Noah nor I can play, but we’ll manage in the beginner’s class.)

It’s just that bad.

Choir, my 6th period, used to be my safe haven of the school day, my “relax and unwind” time. But now I dread it even more than P.E. The worst class is never good at the end of the day, especially if your freaking teacher is Miss Umbridge.

I really have to study. I’ll blog more, I promise. But you go a sneak peek on what my blog will be like from now on, sorry it’s so short but look forward to further blogs.

Bye,

Love,

Lyric

 

(Sorry it’s not so fontsy and colorful like it use to be. Perhaps on weekends, but I don’t have enough time now.)

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May
14

Things and more things

Yo.

It’s me, reporting from school. Real live school. Can you believe it?!  Some people in the world have past school, (OH MY GOSH. I said past. Not passed. Don’t worry, I know my grammar. Or spelling. Or whatevs.) [bathroom] 

I have nothing to do. I just have to go to the bathroom. Some people call it pee. Some people call it tinkle. Some people call it wee wee and so on. Heeeeeee heeee!!!! Hey! No fair! This paragraph shouldn’t be yellow! It talks about something gross! Just to be fair, there will be another yellow paragraph. Don’t blame me. Just being fair to the world. [bathroom]

Yellow is so cool. I can’t believe it. I am being generous and giving a nice shout out to the world about how Jessica gave me the best pencil ever. It was, and don’t worry, it still is, yellow with polka dots. Now, don’t get me wrong polka dots are definitely my fave color. If it was a color. And! HEY! I should type what I just remembered before I forget. By the way it should be blue because the special news is blue.[bathroom]

And it’s this color blue. WHOOPSIE. I just skipped green! Too bad. Yellow took it’s place. But I do like Link, and Ollie, and grass, and stuff like that, and also Daddy, So I will write the next paragraph in green. But for now, it’s blue because the awesome thing I am writing about it blue!!I am going to forget so let me just type it. You have probably learned it on facebook, but if you haven’t, well [it]here goes! {it} You know how some books do that? Weird. But here I go before something stops me!!! O.K. I learned how to ride a bike!! The first pedal I zoomed off and I made air bounce off my dad! Well I am so glad and my dad and I are going to train to ride in the state park. Sad news: we can’t even ride in our neighborhood. Which is, if I do say so myself, pretty BUMPY. I LOVE MY BIKE SO STINKIN’ MUCH!!!![bathroom]

Onto greenish stuff…

Broccoli, asparagus, peas, cucumbers, grass, link’s hat..What? I said I would talk about greenish stuff. Well, I guess you can only see it if you can see really tiny things.  I still have to go to the bathroom, here! I am going to go onto purple now, and if you haven’t noticed, the colors disobeyed the rainbow…and sorry. ALSO if you haven’t noticed, one thing in my tag cloud is GOD, and I can be a big god person,  but I am not usually. Back to my TC (tag cloud, duh.) GOD is there, and just because I say ‘who made the rainbow? God, I guess’ things like that. Not like praying and stuff. Onto purps. One of my best friend’s best friend.[bathroom]

Did I miss something that I was going to talk about in the green paragraph? Maybe so. But I don’t really have the time to write TOO much. Because I REALLY have to go to the bathroom. (by the way, Catherine is right next to me and she wants me to type something here) here is what she wants me to say: Hi. Okay well there is a word at the end of each paragraph but not this one. Well, bye.

Love, 

Lyric

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Apr
01

So I don’t think april fool’s tricks work anymore.

Hello people who sometimes believe me when I lie.

Well some of you do. But I don’t think april fool’s tricks even work anymore. Well at least MINE don’t. It’s not fair! I am mad. Plus, I don’t think tricks on my blog work either…Well actually you know who did….Zigfeet. Oh, my old friend the Ziggers. Ziggy-pie. Zigg-o the o of all ziggs. That was a good trick. And most of you had said you will get me back. But you haven’t…yet. Ya know, it is April Fool’s day.

Oh, but anyway. I love pillows. And not just any pillows. I know I said pillows but I meant soft, sinking, amazing, squishy, heaven pillows. Of course I’ve never had one, and they are $175 or something, but they are still so cool. Hi, so you know—-actually I should move this to the next paragraph because this has nothing to do with $175 pillows.

Hi, so you know how when you are climbing and climbing and you feel like there’s no tomorrow, you are just climbing your butt off, and you just keep climbing because you feel like king, or in my case, queen of the world. Then–you look down. You need someone to help you. But why am I talking about that?? I don’t know. Check out paragraph #5 if you don’t count the greeting, but you do count this paragraph. And don’t be like SOME people who skip through pages just to see the pictures, read this next paragraph, give it a chance.

Okay, why? Why can’t people just come out here. And I know that sentence should’ve had a question mark. But I don’t care. I meant to not put a question mark and I am okay with that. Okay, so again, why can’t people just come out here. It’s just money away, and money are just some shredded trees. I need some home back in me. And I say I miss Delaware, or Maryland, or Pennsylvania, or Philadelphia, or whatever–(I have no idea where I come from I just say Delaware because, well, yeah.) I say I miss Delaware, but really just think about it. I miss the people in Delaware. Well sure I miss the places, the foods, the animals, the snow. But if it weren’t for the people there, I probably would’ve never been to Delaware in my whole life, and not be typing this paragraph this very second. Just think about that.

Think about that, like how you think about what happened to me today. I was walking along and I saw this really cool lizard. It was yellow, and green, and had a blue face and tail. But, like all lizards, it was SO fast. I tried to catch it as we both went along the path. I was so close as it went down to the rocks. I was determined to catch that little rainbow in lizard form that I, like the lizard, climbed down the rocks. I was almost down there when it jumped and I jerked and I scratched my leg REALLY hard. It hurt so much that I slid down the rocks on my other leg and hurt my foot really bad also.

But I’m fine. I guess I am okay. It hurts, and my mom put that stingy stuff on it. And ok. I think, as much as my 8 year old self would hate this, I think that it was good for me to come out to California. Yes, good for me. I came to California, and was new, and was scared, wimpy, and not tough at all. I couldn’t make choices, and I couldn’t say no. And then I was bullied, and it made me stronger. I hated every second of it, but I am stronger. I am not wimpy. I can say no. I am not scared. I say my mind. I am not afraid of saying what I think, unless it’s mean. And now I have many friends in two states. And some day I hope they will meet.

Ummm. Oh. Okay, I remember. I have some things that I feel bad about, but I just kind of don’t want to do them, but when I do, I enjoy myself. Like playing with Serendipity, or playing Animal Crossing-(that’s only sometimes, and so is Serend) But also blogging. Yes, this. And some other things, too. But anyway, I think these are a good amount of words, and I am done. Also, I am saying to you that this was kind of a serious blog, and it was not meant to be funny. But it you think it is, I wonder why. Anyway, thanks.

Love,
Lyric♥

Tip to you, while reading this blog. Look with careful eyes, and one of these paragraphs is a lie.

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Mar
26

P.S. There is a colored one down..All the way. Look deeper.

Hi.

 
So I really want Merry and Microwaved Peeps, Lilly, Pap, Mam, and Hello Kitty, also Serendipity, Arwen, and Strider in my tag cloud. Anyone else?? Email me, comment, chat me, or anything else. Merr\ry and microwaved peeps are now in my tag cloud!!! Oh, and Domo! Grammy, Pop, I want a lot of people bigger. I will say those names. Lindsay, Jessica, Collin, Mommy, Daddy, Ollie is big, but you know. Um..Love, California, Jeans, Sun, and more. Tell me. Also Happy, snow, Zuri, Senya, Family, Friends.

Tell me if you want your name or something else in it.

Just comment.

I am going to do this post a couple times to make the things in my tag cloud.

Here I go!!

P.S. You will read this many times, and at first this was just one paragraph.

I made it lines.

It makes the post bigger.

So let the multiple readings begin!!

Now let me color this, font it, copy it, and then write Love Lyric in pink with a heart next to it.

Love, 

Lyric ♥

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Mar
26

Maybe my last one, but probably not because I want a lot of other people in my cloud.

Hi.

 
So I really want Merry and Microwaved Peeps, Lilly, Pap, Mam, and Hello Kitty, also Serendipity, Arwen, and Strider in my tag cloud. Anyone else?? Email me, comment, chat me, or anything else. Merr\ry and microwaved peeps are now in my tag cloud!!! Oh, and Domo! Grammy, Pop, I want a lot of people bigger. I will say those names. Lindsay, Jessica, Collin, Mommy, Daddy, Ollie is big, but you know. Um..Love, California, Jeans, Sun, and more. Tell me.

Tell me if you want your name or something else in it.

Just comment.

I am going to do this post a couple times to make the things in my tag cloud.

Here I go!!

P.S. You will read this many times, and at first this was just one paragraph.

I made it lines.

It makes the post bigger.

So let the multiple readings begin!!

Now let me color this, font it, copy it, and then write Love Lyric in pink with a heart next to it.

Love, 

Lyric ♥

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Mar
26

I am now doing it again… This is my third. (it’s hard to do color)

Hi.

 
So I really want Merry and Microwaved Peeps in my tag cloud.

Tell me if you want your name or something else in it.

Just comment.

I am going to do this post a couple times to make the things in my tag cloud.

Here I go!!

P.S. You will read this many times, and at first this was just one paragraph.

I made it lines.

It makes the post bigger.

So let the multiple readings begin!!

Now let me color this, font it, copy it, and then write Love Lyric in pink with a heart next to it.

Love, 

Lyric ♥

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