Jews Kick A**!!

...Of course, not literally :)

Though I didn't inherit the inherent nose and I look as not Jewish as you can get, I swear I'm Jewish!  I'm staying at Josie's today to finish up the homework I've been putting off until the last week of winter break, so I'm sorry I don't have any outfit post! Sorry sorry sorry!  Well, if that's not enough apology for you... get over it!  Anywhoozle, I just thought I would pay a little homage to my very special ancestors today by wearing my very own "Jews Kick Ass" tshirt! Woopdidoo!  It was only six dollars on eBay and when it came in the mail today I was worried my dad would be mad about the...toosh part.  He looked at it, laughed and said "good job" and walked out of the room.  Can you say success?  I can.  Success!

There's Sammy Davis Jr.,Einstein, The Fonz, Jesus (because he was Jewish, you know), William Shatner, and Bob Dylan!

Time

Time moves too quickly.  Sometimes I wish I could reach for the hands on the clock and turn them back.  It's hopeless, they can't be budged.  Sometimes I wish there was more time or, at least, that time wouldn't move so darn fast.  But I realize now what I'm meant to do with time.  I'm meant to make it last.

Yesterday my mom handed me a book that she said would be good for the plane ride to Arizona.  The cover looked interesting enough (I can't help it, I judge a book by it's cover)so I put in on the shelf with all my other books I plan to read, but just never have the time to.  I'm not sure why but I decided to start reading that book. It started off being the most shallow and superficial account of a day in high school from the perspective of a shallow and superficial girl.  I hated it.  But my mom told me she hadn't been able to put it down, as did the back cover page, so I kept reading.  At 12:22 AM I put down the book. I don't even want to give it back to the library, I want it all for myself.  Once I got past all of the cliches, It gave me a whole  new perspective on life.  And I can't even tell you how much I was crying.  My gosh how I love books that make me cry. 

That's why you need to read Before I Fall right now. 

Ps: I'm going to be gone until the 27th!  Bye bye guys! 

Moon River

Well hello there.  Why not listen to a beautiful song today?  I promise it's wonderful.

Cloud

My head is made of paper clouds

My mind of cotton fluff

Tears soak my paper body

Leave me soaking mush

I believe I have found my opposite of kryptonite!  I haven't been very [so much] inspired, lately, to write any poems or short stories. This is quite saddening seeing as that is the only thing that keeps me going with all this awful schoolwork (well, overall awful).  But I found it ladies and gentlemen, I did! My inspiration.  Photography!  Woohoo!  Yes, that's right, photos inspire me.  I've been poppin' out poems like rabbits poppin' out babies!  Can I get a woot woot? *Woot woot* I haven't been able to take a pen and notebook to a photography exhibit yet, as planned, but my mom is taking me to MOCA over winter break! For now I'll just make due with the fabulous pictures I'm finding on Flickr.  So get ready for some more poems!  Or rather...little fluffy rabbit babies!

PS: I never get to brag about schoolwork usually so I'm going to do this once I promise!  I got a 6 out of 6 (an A) on my paper on the Crucible!  I. Am. So. Proud. OF MYSELF! Okay, that's all :)



Crazy

  Crazy

We are all crazy.

We are all deranged.

We are all unstable.

We are all insane.

We all have our nervous ticks,

Clicking tongues,

And twid’ling thumbs.

Picking, picking at our face.

We are all crazy.

We are all deranged.

But the craziest of them all…

Are the ones that swear they’re sane.
Original Poema aqui ^^
Anywhoozle, I just wanted to share the crazy face painting- art club bonding I just finished up with my fellow crazy art club people.  I'm either day and night or an eclipse.  I have no idear ask the artista Nikki!  Well I must go now, I have to scrubbadub this off of my face so I can be decent looking for my tutor! Woohoo I suck at math!  TATA

My So Called Life

"It's good to get really dress up once in a while and admit the truth, that when you really look closely, people are so strange and complicated that they're actually beautiful" ~ Angela, My So Called Life

Sigh.  This is definitely my favorite quote...possibly of all time but definitely out of the first (and last) season of my So Called Life.  Looking at this quote from the perspective of a person who is much too self conscious about everything-me- it really means a lot.  But hey! Isn't that what being a 16 year old girl is for?  Heck to the yes! Woohoo?  

 

Fiona Apple

Ohmygoodness. I can't even tell you how beautifully brilliant Fiona Apple is.  She is the definition of bomb.com.

She is so amazing in fact, that I would marry her. But I'm almost 95 percent sure I'm not bisexual so unfortunately that won't be happening.

 

This I Promise You

Oh my look at that umbrella! It is very fantastic I think and so so so very loverly. Can you believe I found it at the Goodwill for FIVE dollars. When I first saw it I swear I stood there in the middle of the row in a bit of a dream like state. I really did have to have it because I kept thinking how jealous I would be if someone walked out of the store with it! Noooo! Nightmare! So I bought it. If only I had some idea of what to do with it now…

I would love to do a diy project with these boots (old bottles of paint in the garage here I come!!) and I'm also since cut this jacket and am using the extri fabric for a free people-esc bralette (because they're so darn expensive!) so wish me luck!  I must get to my marine biology homework now so adios! Oh poop and I almost forgot...listen to this track please it really is fantastic and has made my day better about 30,000 times.

http://8tracks.com/analogical/to-make-a-bad-day-better

Ratio of lips to secrets

Your secrets hide beneath your lips

In crevasses unknown

Your secrets cry in mountains deep

A pain I’ll never know

[By me]

Well would you look at me.  I used a different font.  Crazy I tell you!  Mad! 

Tofurkey is gross

I'm not quite so sure what I'm supposed to celebrate more about Thanksgiving; the massacre of the Native Americans or the slaughtering of the Turkey.  I'm sorry I'm sorry!! I'm so dramatic and sarcastic!  I don't want to ruin shmuin your Thanksgiving I just am dramatic and it's hard to control!  So...moving on!  The family is packing up and taking our semi annual trip to our cabin in Big Bear.  I love love love Big Bear.  And despite my brother's claims that there is nothing to do there (it's just because he's cranky his computer doesn't get any service in the great outdoors)...well, I really don't give a hoot.  It smells wonderful.  It feels wonderful.  Also,bonus, my hair looks awesome in the cold, so booyah in the shmooyah!  I think we were supposed to leave early in the morning, but hey, were trying real hard.  See you guys in the later!

A Small Detour

I went outside today!  I explored the world outside of the South Bay! *Applause*

I was really aching to go hiking and I today I pulled Josie out of her house, into the Subaru (but not like a kidnapper) and on the road to Palos Verdes!  The ride, which was originally scheduled for fifteen minutes according to Mapquest (which I hate with a passion), took oh...you know...an hour.  So we got a little lost. But really, what did you expect with me behind the wheel?  I love car trips and yes, even though this one was a bit stressful, Josie and I found our way, on our own, with much success!  The hike was beautiful and our brunch at Goodstuff was even better.  How I love loverly love road trips. 

So now I believe is when I show you guys some pictures of myself...lalala!

Mommy

Yes, I still call my mom 'mommy'.  What can I say?  I just never felt anything else sounded appropriate.  Mommy.  I'll say it loud and proud!

Well as you have probably already guessed this post is about my dearest mother, Penny.  It's her birthday today and last night we all went out to this very cool tapas/tacos restaurant near the beach.  I drew a picture of her for her birthday that I worked (but actually) a lot on.  It probably is and will be my favorite picture of her...ever.  She just looks, quite simply, beautiful. I'm not sure if she knows, but I took it from one of our (many) old photo albums and I have kept it in my windowsill ever since.  The picture does not do justice, of course, to her beautiful aquamarine eyes but ah well, beautiful all the same.  I may resent her at times, but gosh I love my mommy. 

Little drops of happy

There is honestly something beautiful about rain.  Rainy days included.  I can't exactly put words to the smell or the taste of these days or why they make me so darn happy.  Put simply, they are beautiful and are of the rare things to be cherished by one living by the beach.

I'm sitting next to my purring cat reading Elsewhere and I'm crying just for the sake of crying.  I just can't seem to stop reading this old favorite book of mine.  And I just can't seem to stop crying.

Wooden Doors

Wooden Doors

By Emily Fogel

Behind closed doors

She is ready to burst

Closed eyes, closed hands

Mahogany, beach wood doors

She cannot hold it in

The knock that is her voice

So she reaches for the knob

And pulls:

Out come her feelings, her fears
Naked and flowing like tree sap tears
    

    

My god it's such a dreary, rainy, cloudy, misty day.  Which I love, don't get me wrong, it's actually my favorite kind of weather. But gosh. So darn dreary.  I can just feel winter in my bones, a bit creaky, and the air is brisk and everything around me seems to be rumbling.  And I'm eating a Popsicle to make summer somehow stay but the Popsicle isn't melting the way it did in august and so I've got it all figured out, you see, winter is finally here. 

Oh my dear goodness

Lalala I guess I have decided to post every Saturday now. Ah, well...that means the posts are extri special!  Woot woot in the shmoot shmoot!  I apologize for my kookiness, I might have, maybe, possibly (definitely) just watched four episodes of New Girl in a row.  I know what you guys are thinking...my life is so intense.  I'm just so incredibly extroverted its crazy bananas.  Anywhoozls, here's my post!

And for future reference...  I realize that yes, the blog title denotes that there should be more cat related things on this blog but oh whatever in the shmeter, I'll get on it!