Camp NaNoWriMo (and how I’m kind of cheating, but not really) April 2, 2014

It’s that time of year again, guys. Time to bring out you pens/ pencils/ paper/ notebooks/ coffee/ tea/ water/ OJ/ lemonade/ typewriters/ laptops/ keyboards/ …I don’t know, gift cards? and START WRITING.

Again.

Seems like just a few months ago, I was trying, then deciding not too, then deciding too, then failing at the regular NaNoWriMo.

Oh sweet memories…

But in ACTUAL GOOD NEWS I GO-

Oh yeah…I didn’t explain the title yet. Okay, so I was SUPPOSED to start writing whatever I’m supposed to be writing yesterday, but my laptop charger broke, so then I could no longer charge my computer…so I couldn’t use it for a 2 days…

IT WAS TERRIBLE I TELL YOU. TERRIBLE.

But I survived. So I’m okay.

But anyways, I went on to check my account, and there were like, 30 camper messages from people saying hi. 45 hours after I said hi. Cabin-mates suck sometimes, you guys. I’m just saying. So THEN, I went on and put that I wrote 1,435 words today.

Now this is kind of a lie…but not really. I didn’t actually physically sit down and type up that many words and decided to dedicate it to NaNoWriMo. No, what I decided to do was edit a story that I had kinda sorta started a little bit, and see how far I got with it. So TECHNICALLY, since I had to do all the work and search for a grand total of 30 seconds for the document, that can count as my writing time. Besides, I’m going to go edit it some today anyways. And THAT counts as working.

…Right?

And besides, it’s not like I don’t have that many words and I totally lied…

Okay, moving on.

P.S. DON’T COMMENT AND MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY ABOUT THIS.

Okay, now for not rambling actual GOOD news.

I GOT ACCEPTED TO BE A STATE FINALIST TO COMPETE FOR MISS KANSAS TEEN THROUGH NATIONAL AMERICAN MISS OH MY GOSH I’M SO EXCITEDDDDDDDDDD OH MY GOSHHHHHHH!!!!!

Only un problemo, mi amigo’s (and no, I’m not taking spanish…I’m taking french. Don’t ask)…there’s a sponsor fee. And I need half of it ($240) by before the end of the month. So I have to like, call people. REAL PEOPLE. LIKE, REAL REAL LIVE PEOPLE.

HOW AM I GOING TO DO THIS?!

Haha, I’m just kidding…I’m actually really excited about it. Even the getting sponsors part. I mean, this is a pageant with a purpose. They don’t do the swimsuit modeling part, and you don’t even have to model at all if you don’t want too. You learn interviewing skills, you learn how to confidently walk and talk in front of a live audience with lots of people, you can practice your talent, and win awards for it, you do community service…it’s awesome. Getting the sponsors should be REALLY fun after I figure out what I’m supposed to say. If I can make it to state finals, I can talk to a general manager. I mean, they’re not going to like, bite me…right? They’ll just sit there and listen and look at the brochure and talk with me and tell me yes or no! I mean, I’m ALREADY a people person. It’s why I like downtown so much. And why I never ever EVER want to live on the farm. Or too far into the country. We could have a 2 million dollar mansion, but if it were too far away from civilization, I’d go rent a bungalow or something.

Okay, the mansion part miiight not be completely accurate…but you get the point.

In other OTHER good news, WE’RE DOING FOOD SCULPTING TONIGHT AHHH I’M SO EXCITEDDDDD!!!!

Wow, I get excited REALLY easily… But I guess that’s a good thing. I mean, cause when I get a boyfriend (AHAHAHAHHAHA THAT’S FUNNY! I mean…*ahem*, keep reading), he’ll always be happy cause I’ll just be happy to see him all the time!

But flowers are still good. Oooooh or chocolate. You can never EVER have enough of that.

Like, ever.

A Kinda Sorta Rant On Kinda Sorta Chocolate. And Books. That Too. March 6, 2014

One day, my sister and I were looking at my blog stats, and she said “Kirsten, when you get 100 followers, I’ll buy you Nutella”. We had just been, in fact, talking about how NOBODY GOT ME NUTELLA FOR MY BIRTHDAY EVEN THOUGH I SPECIFICALLY ASKED FOR IT FOUR MONTHS IN ADVANCE AND I REMINDED THEM EVERY OTHER WEEK LEADING UP TO MY BIRTHDAY BUT NOOOOOO NOBODY GOT ME ANY ANYWAYS.

So it was mostly just me complaining.

But anyways, I obviously said “OKAY!!”

But then I looked to go see how many followers I had…and I only have 50. This is a preeeetty good number, if I do say so myself. Especially since a lot of them are actually real-live-breathing people that actually blog. But getting 100 would take awhile.

“YOU KNOW, how about you get me Nutella after I get 1000 VIEWS!”

“How many do you have right now?”

“Uuuuhm….seven hundred and something.”

“Okay, sure!”

So as of now, I have 156 more to go!!

THAT MEANS YOU ALL HAVE TO REFRESH THIS PAGE 30 TIMES.

Me and my Nutella will appreciate you guys. Well, I already do…but I’ll appreciate you MORE.

On an almost completely unrelated note, I finished reading Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge today. It’s kinda Greek mythology meets beauty and the beast….oh my GOSH THAT BOOK PUT ALL FAIRYTALE RE-TELLINGS TO ETERNAL SHAME. *official my 3rd most favorite book ever*

AND I ALSO PLAYED HUMAN FOOSBALL YESTERDAY AND IT WAS JUST AS WONDERFULLY MAGICAL AS I REMEMBER IT BEING! I’m telling you, if I EVER go into a sport professionally, that’s what it’ll be in.

And I’m also ready for Spring Break like you have no idea. VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY ready. Really.

The Book Blogger TMI Tag January 30, 2014

First off, I’d like to thank Simply Miko…You made my ENTIRE day, so good job to you.

Now, too the questions at hand!

How old are you?

I am the LOVELY age of 16. Which means I’m old. VERY old. In fact, SO OLD, that I had to emphasize my oldness 3 times. I’m that old (*4 times).

What book are you reading?

I’m reading Violet Eyes, but I SHOULD be reading Insurgent, because it’s due to the library in about a week, and I can’t renew the hold because the waiting line for that book is RIDICULOUSLY long.

What are you wearing?

…Clothes….duh

OTP?

(One True Pairing, for those who don’t know.)

MUCH.TOO.HARD. That’s like asking what your favorite song is…I don’t understand how people can answer this question. Okay, I’ll go with Percy and Annabeth and Leo and Calypso (YES, I READ PERCY JACKSON. Deal with it.) and (MY FAVORITE) Hazel and Augustus (AGAIN, MY FAVORITE).

Blogger or WordPress?

WordPress. Blogger was really boring. I couldn’t even figure out how to comment on it.

I STILL don’t know how to comment on it.

Going outside being active or staying in and reading a book?

Why would you go outside when there’s books…

UNLESS it’s snowing. Because the world will never understand how much I love snow with all of my soul (I’m thinking it comes from being born so close to Christmas)

OH, or unless it’s raining when it’s sunny outside. It’s like the sun laughing at the whether. It’s amusing.

What is the last book you read?

Howl’s Moving Castle. I must say, though, that I like the movie better. Howl and Sophie falling in love at the end seemed WAY more of an after-thought in the book.

What is the book you’re going to read next?

Exile. It’s a Middle Grade book…but I read the first one and LOVED it (I laughed for a lot of it), so I’ll be INCREDIBLY disappointed if this one isn’t awesome too.

Ebooks – yes or no?

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. I like regular paperback/hardcover books WAY better.

The only way I’d ever use a Kindle or whatever is if I went to some out of country place, and I didn’t feel like wandering from place to place looking for a library that probably won’t have any books written in English. THEN I’d definitely pick ebooks, ’cause I’m not dragging a suitcase full of books that’ll be due in a month to Italy.

Where do you prefer to read?

Anywhere people are less likely to bother me. Occasionally, that means hiding under my bed.

Who is the last person you tweeted?

*whistles*

Whose blog did you look at last?

Simply Miko (I had to copy and paste all these questions, didn’t I?), and before that The Little Engine that Couldn’t (CAUSE HE’S COOL), and before that Ben’s Bitter Blog (because we’re polar opposites. And because he’s funny), and BEFORE THAT…you know what, I think I’ll stop now.

Who is your favorite blogger?

WHAT!? I HAVE TO PICK? Ugh…

Okay, I like Simply Miko (CAUSE HE’S STILL AMAZINGLY AWESOME), The Little Engine that Couldn’t (CAUSE HE’S STILL COOL TOO), and Fate loves the fearless (BECAUSE SHE IS MY MOST FAVORITE BLOGGER PERSON EVER and because she’s the reason I joined WordPress in the first place), and Is Everyone an Idiot but Me? (because SHE’S FUNNY TOO)

Who is your favorite book-tuber?

WAIT, THEY’RE MAKING BOOK TOOTHPASTE NOW TOO!?

What do you do when someone tells you reading is boring?

Walk away. Just walk. Away.

Who is the last author you spoke to?

Uh, I’ve never talked too an author before…BUT I know plenty of bloggers. Kind of. That counts, right?

Who is the last person you texted?

HAYLEY

Who is your all-time favorite book character?

Ooooo that’S hard. *Skips*

UKYA or USYA?

What is your preferred drink whilst reading?

Whilst? Are we speaking old English now?

Water. Or orange juice.

OR EVEN BETTER, Lemonade. Because lemonade makes everything better.

If you hated reading, what would you be doing instead?

Be social? Have a life? Be school-obsessed? I don’t know…what does everybody else do?

How many bookshelves / bookcases do you have?

One bookcase, three shelves (I’m trying to get my sister to let me use her one shelf because mine are overflowing, but she keeps saying no…)

If you had the choice to meet all of your favorite book bloggers or all of your favorite authors, which would you pick? You can only pick one.

AUTHORS. That way, I can get EVERY BOOK I OWN signed, and then sell it 56 years later for a million dollars.

THAT, my friends, is the way to retire.

Insta-love: yes or no?

…No?

Favorite author(s)?

John Green, Rick Riordan, Jessica Day George, Gail Carson Levine, Shannon Messenger, Raina Telgemeier…

What is the number-one book on your wishlist?

If I could read the next Percy Jackson book right now, I would cry pure tears of happiness and joy.

MY TEARS WOULD BE GOLDEN SUNSHINE.

Which is your favourite book-to-film adaption?

As soon as it comes and and after I watch it and decide to love it with all my soul, THE FAULT IN OUR STARS.

What is the last song you listened to?

Let it Go in 25 languages (it’s cool) and Lonely Nights (it’s REALLY good)

Which do you enjoy reading more – negative reviews or positive reviews?

Negative. I like to laugh at them. My friends will get negative comments on everything, and we’ll just laugh together. It’s the best.

But no one ever gives me ANY BAD COMMENTS.

Not that I’m complaining. I like nice comments. I like comments in general. I like reblogging and liking and supportive stuff like that. But I still like reading negative comments better.

Who are you going to tag?

…I almost didn’t even see this one. OKAY, LET’S SEE: Fate loves the fearless, #hartChronicles, brownautumn96 (because I BELIEVE you’re still alive somewhere)…and whoever else wants too!

Read this while humming that whoville song from the grinch movie January 7, 2014

So this is the part of my blog where I welcome the new year (LET’S HEAR IT FOR 2014 *blows little horn thingy*), tell you how relieved I am that I didn’t die (cause there were A LOT OF REALLY CLOSE CALLS. did I tell you guys I almost got run over by a car?), and tell you my new years resolution.

SO, MY RESOLUTION FOR THIS YEAR IS….

To blog at least ONCE every weekday.

Yes yes yes, I know most people already do this and make this resolution and blah blah blah…but I haven’t ever blogged consecutively for longer than a week and a half. For real.

SO, I’m going to try to get this done!

So story/news for today…um…let’s see…….uh……

OH, SCHOOL STARTED YESTERDAY…

mhm….and uh….I keep telling everybody I want a puppy (but then I say that I’m just kidding and that I do NOT want a puppy (don’t even get me started))…and I’m suddenly obsessing over high-fives and hugs (I usually give too many hugs…but now more than usual)….and …um…..

OHHHHHH I’VE GOT AN IDEA

How bout you guys head on over and check my OTHER progressive blog (progressive as in it’s about prom (mostly the guy part) and that I forgot to post over there for like, 2 months) and give me some suggestions! You do that, and I promise I’ll talk more about dresses or something (you gotta admit, though, the stuff I write/deal with over there is preeettty amusing).

Thank you much my adoring followers! Until tomorrow!

i love my sisters so much sometimes November 19, 2013

Sister Number 2: Who wants to be vice president? Say I.

*I was up stairs, so I yelled:*

Me: I!!!

Sister Number One: OKAY, KIRSTEN, YOU GET TO BE TREASURER.

Me: BUT I WANTED TO BE VICE PRESIDEEEENNTTTT

Sister Number 2: TO BE IN THIS CLUB YOU HAVE TO LIKE NINJAGO AND ALL HERO’S AND GOOD GUYS.

Me: I DO LOVE NINJAGO….

*pauses*

Me: I LOVE MAKING FUN OF IT AND HARASSING YOU GUYS ABOUT IT AND LAUGHING AT IT…

Sister Number 1: MOCKERY ISN’T ALLOWED. IT’S AGAINST THE LAWS OF THE CLUB

Me: IMMA REBEL. AARRGHHH ME HARTEY

 

 

*they were singing the My Little Pony theme song*

Me: NO. FRIENDSHIPS SUCKS. THEY’LL ALWAYS LET YOU DOWN

*complete silence*

Me: kidding….

 

 

*earlier that day*

Me: WE SHOULD GET A PUPPY! Just kidding…we should not get a puppy….

Sister Number 2: No,  we shouldn’t….we should get a kitty.

Me: Uh, no, we don’t need either.

Sister Number 2: We do need a cat! All in favor say I.

*Both sisters say I*

*I say Not I*

Me: See, two-to-one….I WIN!

Sister Number Two: Nu-uh, who was the second one?

Me: Casper…

Sister Number One: That’d be two-to-two.

Me: Well you guys are sisters, so you count as one.

Sister Number One: Well you and Casper are married, so you count as one.

Sister Number 2: Yeah.

Me: WHATEVER. DYLAN VOTED TOO

Sister Number Two: You can’t vote with people in your imaginary ghost house…

Me: Dylan doesn’t live in a ghost house…

Sister Number One: Yeah. He doesn’t live in an imaginary ghost house…he lives with his mom still.

At The Zoo November 16, 2013

*everybody leaves*

My Friend: …okay then, I killed everyone

Me: GOOD JOB.

*pause*

Me: If you kill me, I’m going to kill you.

Him: Then we’d both be dead…

Me: Which would be incredibly inconvenient…SO, you don’t kill me, I don’t kill you?

Him: I couldn’t kill you…you’re too cute

Me: And I couldn’t kill you because then, Haart would have no one to marry.

Him: *backs away*

Me: What?

Him: Where the heck did that come from…

Me: GOOOOOD QUESTION

*pause*

Me: It came from the zoo. Mhm.

Him: I want to go to the zoo…

Me: But you can’t.

Him: Why?

Me: BECAUSE if you do then you might accidentally walk by the tigers, who would call to the lions, who would roar at the seals…
and then the seals would start splashing around, and the penguins would take it as a declaration of war so then there would be this HUGE…

*he walks away for a second, then comes back*

Him: Okay, you lost me at huge.

Me: ….So then there would be this HUGE water fight. So then, this little wave of water would hit the bears, and the bears
would be napping so they would hate the water, so they would start rattling the bars of their cage and scare the giraffe’s, who are for some reason next to the wolves, who would howl and scare the animals in the petting zoo, who would scare the kids, who would start running…then the guards would think they’re under an attack, so then the snakes would break out from all these high-pitched screams and then they would all die from a sudden terrorist attack

*pauses*

And you might manage to escape to the parking lot, BUT THEN THE ELEPHANTS GET LOOSE and trample you…
…
AND THEN YOU WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO MARRY HAART

Him: Like I said…I lost you at huge.

COMMENTARY: So, as it turns out, he probably posted that entire thing on Google +, and I’ll end up suing him.

But FROM ALL THIS, I came to the conclusion that I really need to write more, ’cause that was pretty awesome.

 

I think i’ve learned something from this November 2, 2013

29) Write about any particular habits/mannerisms that you have.

I’m just wondering, but shouldn’t this be a question that somebody else answers?

You know, I think I will ask everybody in here…MOMENT.

*2 minutes later*

Mom: Slouching, putting my fingers in my mouth, doing a blink-y thing when I don’t get something (apparently, I open my eyes slightly wider and I look like O.O *BLINK* O.O O.O O.O *BLINK**BLINK*), putting big bites of food in my mouth and swallowing, I like giving lots of high-fives and hugs(THIS IS TRUENESS)

Nana ( Grandma): I love my Nana so much and she knows it, good big sister

Younger Sister (the middle one): I make other people laugh even if it’s not that funny

Twin #1 (Youngest Sister #1): Cheerful, fun, creative, awesome dress drawer (this is a total lie, and I honestly have no idea where she got this from), I know how to dress well in desperate times (I cut off the conversation at this point)

Twin #2 (the youngest of the youngest children): Weird, I like to smiley face a lot (…..?)

 

I find it very amusing how no one mentioned how mean I am with jokes, and my incredible sense of sarcasm (as soon as I told everybody this, my mom said “Yeah, but your sarcasm isn’t REAL” and I’m like ……?). And that I make up words. Oh, and that my mom started rattling off bad things. LOVE YOU TOO MOM.

CATCH UP TIME October 31, 2013

Okay, so RE-CAP ON EVERYTHING THAT’S HAPPENED (from recently to not so recently….unless I just end up randomly listing events and killing all order that might have existed at some point):

• That Halloween dance I was talking about was FREAKING AWESOME! Some guys re-did the Best Song Ever song by One Direction, and made it all chruch-y-y (they did it about the tree in Lehi’s dream), and it was HILARIOUS. In a good way. Mostly because none of them could sing. Or dance. And they definitely couldn’t sing. The only not-so-great thing about it was that not everybody actually ended up showing up because there was another dance the EXACT same day at the EXACT same time for another stake…so that wasn’t fun. To think, I practiced all my awesome dance moves to show Terrin and Kendrick and Kyson and Nick and JR for nothing…
• Okay, on the last part, I was TOTALLY kidding. Completely. Like, to the point of me debating whether or not I should publish it….but I think I will ’cause hey, I’m a writer. If I’m going to make mistakes, might as well make them on here.
• This really doesn’t require a bullet point…but I don’t feel like fixing it, so I won’t. But has ANYONE ELSE noticed that no matter how many times you listen to Mirrors (by Justin Timberlake), it NEVER EVER GETS OLD?!? I LOVE that song.
• This Wednesday was the planning meeting for what we’re going to do all next year. So far, we’re planning on doing a human foosball game, water kickball or baseball, food sculpting, fort building, mud volleyball, beach party, downtown scavenger hunt….I love my ward SO much.
• Next Saturday is the tailgate party, and I’m just gonna say it on here because I can’t really say it anywhere else….but EVERYBODY BETTER. SHOW. UP. Or I’ll seriously hunt them down and ask what on this EARTH WAS SO DARN IMPORTANT that they had to miss it. Seriously, I’m going to be so mad if it ends up being another one of those dance fiasco’s where they go to another stake’s activity. You have no idea how mad I’ll be. Seriously.
• I think I’m going to start posting my Literature posts on here….YEAH! THAT’S A GREAT IDEA! AND YES, I’M TALKING TO MYSELF!
• Speaking of talking to myself, I had a literal conversation with the whiteboard this morning….it was pretty sad. I’m going to spend half my life talking to myself and laughing at my own jokes. I feel so sorry for my husband.
• The ice skating rink in Kansas City opens up tomorrow. I SERIOUSLY want to go sometime this winter. Like, really…I’ve never EVER been ice skating, and I would SO love to go. I will love whoever takes me for the rest of the days we both live. Which would be easily solved if I just murdered them with a knife with a handle shaped like a heart…but still. I think I’m going to ask my mom to take me for my birthday, and then I’ll just invite Hayley and Terrin and Laura and Kendrick and Kyson or something.  That would be the MOST AWESOME thing.
• Speaking of my birthday, I’m turning 16 in December. It’s kinda weird because it’s SUCH a milestone in your life. Then it’s 18…then 20…I can’t believe I’m already this OLD. And I know, I know…I’m not THAT old. Especially to the people who’ll probably end up reading this point. Which might just be computer ghost’s, because this post is DANG long. But it’s just kinda freaky…I mean technically, I could get married in like 2 years. THAT’S creepy. Especially since it’s not exactly NOT a possibility. See what I mean?
• On a LIGHTER birthday note, leading up to my birthday, my mom decided to do this sort of scavenger hunt that isn’t really a scavenger hunt at all. Really, we’re just using that for lack of a better thing to call it. But the way it works is that every few day/weeks, my mom randomly gives me an envelope with a number on it (the first one said #1, the second one said #2, and so on), and whips out her phone, and has me read it out loud. So far, she’s given me three. For the first one, we went to the library, and I got a library card, and it was AMAZING because I’ve been wanting one for literally 6 years. It was awesome. For the second one, we went to Kansas City to watch a Josh Groban concert, and WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW FREAKING AMAZINGLY AWESOME IT WAS. He was AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG, the food was AWESOMNESS, and the opening-person was Judith Hill, and she sang BEAUTIFULLY. It was the best thing ever, oh my gosh. If I could go back to preserve one memory, it would be that one. I’ll change my mind later in life…but still. The third one, we went downtown again and watched a one-man show/version of Dracula, and it was ACCURATE and AWESOME. I mean, there were like 8 characters, and he preformed FLAWLESSLY. Well, despite the fact he was sweating. But OTHER than that.
• My sister said a bad word (and by bad word, I mean a cuss word) on Sunday during church…and it was so bad, because someone OTHER THAN ME heard it….Oh, and did I mention that SHE DIDN’T EVEN KNOW it was a bad word? Oh my gosh…I had to leave the room for a minute ’cause I thought I was going to cry. Seriously. If someone had seen my face, they would’ve thought I had the flu or something. I looked AWFUL. Thankfully now she knows…but it gave me a freaking heart-attack. And Kaitlyn just thought it was the dang funniest thing…I wanted to strangle her so bad, because she just kept LAUGHING.

And THAT, dear computer ghosts, is about all. More (I know, I know…) later!

OH, and Happy Halloween to all…AND TOO ALL A GOOD NIGHT(sorry Santa…)!!