Mood:  special

    I am loved, and I love. x]  I am hungry, and I am loved.  I am eating cereal, and I am loovveeeddd.

    Okay, cereal all gone. D'awwww.

    I'm kicking off the day with a smile, again. This is a nice record for me!  It's a bit gloomy out in the outside world, but I'm loved, and toasty,I have my ice coffee, my cereal, and an apple (Umm, delicicioso anyone?) God's hand is is my life, and I'm just trusting Him to steer it because I personally have no sense of direction, and often get lost on my way to even the bathroom.  Or anywhere really.

Moi:  Excuse me, sir, can you please direct me to the candy aisle?

Sir:  Oh yes, it's right over there *points directly at it*

Moi:  Thank you!  *walks in the opposite direction*

    And that's how it usually smacks down.  I often wonder if I was dropped on my head in my early childhood, and mentally traumitized for life.  Or maybe not even my early childhood.  It could have been just last week, and I just blocked out the memories for the sake of us all.

    So let me see if I have anything at all witty and entertaining to spew out while I hack into my short-term memory, and see if I can override it to remember anything before breakfast this morning.  As in, my exciting weekend.  Oh shoot.  I didn't want to do that.  I was trying to forget Saturday for a reason.

    In my first post, I told the audience that one of Satan's 13 gifts unto the world is Wal*mart on Sunday.  What it SHOULD have been is Wal*mart on the weekends in general, because all of the idiots come out to play.  You know, the one's whose only purpose in life is to block the already-too-small aisles comparing the brands of 3 types of underwear for a good 10 minutes before making a decision , just to piss thou' off?  And to think that it's not even the underwear aisle their abnormally large butts are blocking.  It's the Ketchup/canned goods aisle.

  I guess as we learned in church on Sunday, 'serve, love, and be compassionate to/on one another.  No one is better than anyone else, everyone is equal, and I guess in the end, everyone needs to wear underwear.  Some people are just more mentally stimulated in the Ketchup/canned goods aisle, with a 6-cart pileup building up behind them in a sad attempt to discreetly reach around underwear lad and grab a bottle of ketchup.'

  At least. That's what I got out of it...

   But when we finally made it home, I got some stuff done.  Mama and daddy went to eat Mexican foods, and I stayed home and cleaned a bit, made chicken and tuna salad, made sure the adaptor for my laptop worked, and got dangerous. 8]  It was nice.  Then when they got home, we went for a walk.  WOOHOO. 

   Sunday we went to church, came home, me and Jake went to Subway (He caters to my every whim, buwahahahaha.  Drives me nutter butters when people do that.) Ate at the park, came home, we all went gymmin', Jake went home, I got some physics and reading done, I made a delicious veggieburger dinner, we went for a walk, I made a smoothie, and we went to beddie-bye!
   So it was a good day. :]  I love my mama and daddy so so so so so much.  They really mean the world to me.

Today, I woke up, got my coffee, cereal, an apple... blogged... Now:

Daily Do

-Go upstairs and do a teensy bit of reading
-School
-Vacuum/Make my Bed
-Watch the Veggie Tales Movie on Hulu
-Probably go for a walk tonight

And besides that, I'unno.  I'm super lame and boring, so I have nothing exciting that I plan. :P  I could probably fit 'skydiving' on the list somewhere, just to make myself sound interesting, but that would be a cosmic bloomer-headed lie.  Oh, I know.  I'll add '-Beat my hip hip with a rubber mallet until it pops back into place'Which by default adds '-Buy rubber Mallet'

Maybe I would be better off annoying God to heal it, until He finally caves. :P  Sounds good to me.

 -Chips

Mood:  lazy

    Heh heh.  Check it out guys.  Ducks.
:B

     So I'm feelin pretty lazy today.  It's nice and sunny outside, my mind's running a mile a minute, I've been gnawing on my cereal and sippin my coffee, enjoying my freedom and schooling, having a staring contest with a bottle of Germ-X (which I'm totally winning), and decently content if not a little stressed.  But that'll change, I've been chanting ancient Chinese buddah chants to myself, so it'll go away.

     Loljustkidding.  I have no idea what I've been chanting, but it helps. :B
'Hogy maju kaki mooshoo furgy moly chachi kanjoooooooo, Don Nox....'

     Sounds like a gourmet French dish, doesn't it?

 NOM NOM NOM.

     So yesterday was a success, I would venture to say.  I didn't get a lot of stuff done, but I also did get a lot of stuff done, so that's okay.  That's what God gave me THIS day for, amIriight? For what stuff I didn't get done yesterday!  I woke up, blogged, went to TKD and WATCHED, cause my crackalackin' hip, came home and fixed up the TKD flier some more, went to my eye appointment, did school, picked up some strawberries and chocolate to make chocolate covered strawberries, melted (and burned) the first batch of chocolate in the microwave... erm... almost exploded the microwave in the process.  I turned my back for 5 seconds, and smoke started to POUUURRRR from the microwave.  So I grabbed the (plastic) container from inside, wrapped it in a dish towel, and rushed outside while it poured smoke like a grenade. :P  Then the chocolate melted through. Good times, good time....
    I melted the second batch the safe way, and it was a little more successful.  So I made my retarded chocolate covered strawberries, and then Jake came over... umm... we went for a walk, came home, and watched TV.  Dexters lab, some Blue's Clues, some show on comedy central, and a documentary on some kid that was born half male, half female, half black, and half white. :P  What a phenomenon.  Oh my goodness, I am so braindead.  I cannot spell this morning.  I spelled white as 'wight'. LOOOLLLL!

    So that was my day.  Pretty impressive, huh?  Oh yeah, I also added ducks to my blog.  To the left?  See them?  Aren't they beautiful? :D  Oh yeah, cleaned the mirrors, too...

    Today's Daily Do....

- Blog/coffee/fiberstickluvin' (X)
- School
- Vacuum/Clean
- Give Hailey a Bath
- Get away from reality for 30 minutes to be with myself. x]
- Watch Ellen (LOOLL xD  I like er')

Oh yeah.  That's good eatin'...
I'd like to do something to enjoy this nice weather, too. :]  I wonder how warm it's supposed to get.
So, I'dbetter get going on school, since I have nothing else even remotely interesting to say.

HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY, MY ADORING FANS!

~Chips

Mood:  not sure

     Apparently I posted my last blog 4, quatro, net, count em, 4 times.
But as I was trying to fix something on it, and it kept telling me that the silly post was deleted.  :P Oooopsie woops.  My brother informed me of my 'D'oh', along with a compliment, so I hold no grudge. Besides, there are lots of Fiber Sticks in my cereal this dark morning.  Signs of a good day. :]  Until then, Angelfire is retarded, and I can't wait until I decide I'm serious enough to get my own domain. *devours hand that's feeding me*


    Of course, I haven't even had time to fix up this pre-made one. :S  Fish'n'dip-sticks, I've been busy.

    I couldn't even shut my mind down for sleep last night!  I tossed and turned until I finally decided to write down everything running through my mind on Microsoft word.  It was a strange combination of words, looking something like:

    Schoolwork, Taco Pizza, Strawberries, remembertoothpics, Alamo, streaky mirror, pencil, raisins, creative writing, gottareadbook, SNAPCRACKLEPOP HIPPO, lolwut, can't wait for ice coffee, coloringbook, Don Nox.

    Needless to say, after I got that monstrosity disguised as a chain of non-related words out of my brain, and onto virtual evidence, I felt a lot freer.  So I conked out right away, not waking until I felt a desperate need to pee at 6 A.M.  I don't think I've ever sprinted so fast in my life.

     So yesterday ended up being pretty exciting.  Bussssyyyy.  I was juggling school/church/organizing school/exercise/making the flier/cookin' dinner (But my mommy helped, and mmmm.... it tasted like love )/lightly cleaning my workspace/entertaining my boyfriend over the phone/maintaining my sanity/other odds and ends. I was a bit stressed.  And the Apple crisp sitting in the fridge kept calling to me in a cinnamon-sweet voice. 'Eat me, or I'll maim you, your children, and your children's children.'

     But I'm pleased to report that I maintained my smile, even through the threat of being maimed by the baked apples doused in oatmeal.  AND I got a free Mocha Frappacino.  Take that, you oatmeal-doused Granny Smith abomination unto the world.  I brought you into this world, and I can darn well take you out of it!

     Church went well, too.  I tried the youth group to this new Baptist church my parents seemed to love, so I went, and I think I fell in love too. :P  It certainly didn't FEEL Baptist.  And it was tiny.  TEENY tiny.  But it was pretty intense.  Good speaker, good worship, good kids.  Lots of variety for such a small group, and they gave me FREE COFFEE. 8D  MY kinda people.  Prayed for my hip, too. :]  I believe in healing.

     Oh dear.  The kidney beans from last night are making my tummy yell profanities.  Always on Taekwondo day.  It NEVER fails.  So anyway, I'll make my 'Daily-Do' list, and continue on with my morning. Today's going to be a busy day, so I have a lot to squeeze in on not a lot of time.

Daily-Do
-School
-TKD
-Eye Appointment
-Get Strawberries and Chocolate for Jake (doing something nice for him. :D  Cause I wuvs him)
-SEE Jake
-I still want to fix up this stupid blog, but it's nearly last on my priority list.
-Clean my mirrors, and sweep my bathroom.

    There, I'll keep it manageable.  Anything else I manage to accomplish will just be icing on the apple crisp.  I mean cake.  CAKE! CHOCOLATE CAKE!

Oh dingleberries! ]:<

 

~Chips

 So you know my favorite part of my morning cereal?  The Fiber sticks. 

       I eat Kashi GoLean, the healthiest, plainest cereal known to man.  Probably made of mushed carrots and seaweed, toasted to perfection, with a little bit of honey flavoring to make it taste even remotely edible.  Normal people eat it with milk, and a spoon, and probably a cup of sugar over the top.

I, however, do not.

      I eat a cup of it plain, naked, nudey, milk-less, piece by piece, every single morning with a cup of ice coffee, and ENJOY it!  Before I developed a taste for it, I called it 'A healthy Part of your Hamster Pellet Diet Breakfast!', now I call it 'Close to being on God's list of 13 gifts to man'.  What's the appeal?  I dunno.  But every morning I wake up and look forward to that bowl of carrot n' seaweed with my abnormally large 36-ounce glass of ice-coffee, and I come down here, and I accomplish nothing worth mentioning on this computer (Who I lovingly refer to as Optimus Prime). Mostly I like the fiber sticks in the cereal, though.  They're funest to eat, cause they're sticks, and sometimes shaped like hooks. :]

        Moving on. So yesterday I got everything I need to do for school this year written down on paper, got in a trip to Wal*Mart, watched the episode of House where he gets hit by a bus, and missed Taekwondo again because I hurt my hip last Wednesday.  Wal*Mart was a zoo, and I had to fight with a bunch of fat people for a bag of shredded fiesta cheese.  I don't know what it is about fat people and cheese, but they're always hovering around the cheese aisle.  And I'm certainly not trying to offend or stereotype, but goodness gracious!  Don't hiss at me when I reach out to grab a bag!  I saw it first!
No wonder I've lost my liking for cheese.  Too dangerous.

      And yeah, missed Taekwondo.  It's been a WEEK, and I really really super miss it.  I wish my stupid popping hip would just get better.  I'm tired of everyone ducking for cover every time I rotate it, and an exploding 'POP' resounds.  And sitting around for a good 7 days with little to no exercise has made me feel like the world's blobbiest blog, and with nothing but my PMS-influenced mind to keep me company, it has been QUITE a 7 days. It has consisted of self pity and chocolate abuse. 

       I've also discovered our blender, recently.  It's a fun and loud contraption, that crushes ice, yogurt, milk, banana, and strawberries into a deliciously smooth consistency.  I'm talking about a smoothie, babeh'.  Word up. 8]
       Our stove is fun, too!  I've been experimenting with baking goodies, and cooking, and stuff.  Dangerous territory, but I must say, I'm not too shabby at making things that don't look like they'll eat you first.  Even the questionable dishes that do growl at innocent bystanders taste delicious.  I made a healthy alternative to Apple Crisp the other day, and my goodness, that stuff makes me melt (Even if it does look like the Swamp Thing).  I keep going upstairs to sneak bites from the pan it's in.  It makes me feel like the Hamburglar.

 So on to what I want to accomplish today.
- School
- Gym
- Vacuum my room
- Clean my horrendous bathroom
- Finish the TKD flyer for my TKD instructor
- Make this blog fit for human eyes
- Try out this new church and make a buddy
- Keep happeh, and brighten a day or two

 Keeping a smile on my face might be a bit difficult since it's so dreary outside today, but what's life without a little challenge to it?  I'm full of hamster pellets and fiber sticks, coffee and joy, God's constantly sneezing his blessings on me (On purpose, or by accident, I dunno, but I'm not complaining!  If God has a cold, he can hang around me. :D  I like his sneezes.  Rainbows are probably launched from his nose.), my family's good, my Jake is good, school's going to push me to my limits this year, and I am cooking a questionable-looking dish for dinner tonight in the crock-pot, I have applecrisp and dark chocolate I can chow on, I can scare the ever living crap out of people in the cheese aisle by simply rotating my hip, and most of all....

 I found this.

May the force be with you all!

Chips

Mood:  chillin'

So I've spent a good portion of last night and this morning figuring out my schooling schedule, which I should have done BEFORE the first day of school started.  But what can I say?  I am, and probably always will be, a procrastinator at heart. ;D  Thank God I'm homeschooled, so I'm not stressing much.

 So I've decided that blogging is going to become a regular part of my semi-daily schedule, and it's probly' a good thing.  I love writing. :]  Especially when it's about me, hahaaaaa.  I'll Blog'n'Breakfast.  Oh BABY, that sounds good!  Ice Coffee, my cereal, and my keyboard!  That's a rockin' time!  Even though my entries will make close to no sense, since a morning person I am not, I can at least consider myself an entertainer.  I'll slam out some of my disoriented sleep-garbled thoughts that I would have never thought about in the later afternoon when my brain turns half on (and then flickers throughout the day), and my readers (or not-readers) will be amused.  And if you're not, I will be.

 So I can't make this long, seeing as though I have a lot to do in the way of schoolwork and workschool, and all that pish n' posh, but I guess this is my new home.  I'll have to make it purdy' here soon.  Maybe tonight, if I have time. (Fat chance)

So I'm April, codename Chips (Only because they're a delicious baked/fried good, and they're tasty, and probably one of the 13 gifts of God, including, but not limited to: 

-Life
-Air
-Food
-Water,
-Instinct,
-Chocolate,
-Coffee,
-Cute clothes
-Mario/Zelda/Videogames in general,
-Boobs,
-Internet,
-Wal*Mart,
- and Bendy Straws. 

Never mind, no room for chips on God's gift list.

Of course, they're not on Satan's 13 gifts list either.  Satan's list is a lot more evil and inhumane: 

-B.O,
-Wal*Mart on Sundays,
-Missing socks,
-Mullets,
-Simon Cowell's 1 black T-shirt,
-Arkansas,
-Speedos,
-The concept of 'what goes in, must come out',
-Fiesta chicken,
-Burnt popcorn,
-Getting punched in the nads (or so I've heard),
-Opening, closing, then opening the fridge again only to find that nothing delicious has magically appeared,
-And trousers that hang low because of the sudden skepticism of belts doing their job properly.)

Holy bless-ed Portobello that was a long bracket post.  There were even breckets IN brackets.  What a mind boggling prospect.

My mother's probably reading this right now, and is regretting every single time she wondered what went on in my head. :P  I don't blame her.

So Chips, out.
Haha, Chips..... :P  That was random.