The young live forever

A slice of cake, I enjoy it oh so much. I haven't had a slice in months! I feel like a child, but there's nothing wrong with that.

So I finally got around to cleaning my room! :) I feel so accomplished.

Sold my bed today, I made some money. Resume is fixed up, all I have to do is hand it in. I really need to get this job.. because I have nothing better to do and it never hurts to make extra cash.

I don't think I'll be going on the band trip to England. It's about $3300 for 11 days, my family is going to europe for the whole summer and it will cost much less. I'll also have much more to do and more vacationing.

I actually thought this over for quite some time. Here's what I came up with.

Why I should not go to England

• It's very expensive to go for just 11 days
• Family trip to europe would mean I would have more vacationing time and more tourist-y things to do.
• I have an aunt and an uncle who live in England, I couldn't go visit them whenever and stay as long as I want, it would also cost me less.
• The money I save by not going can be put to good use, like buying a new camera as my current one sucks.
• I will be very tired

Why I should go

• A band trip with friends could be a lot of fun
• We get to see a musical
• The things we do with band, is arranged and cannot be done on your own

So there we go, though I really want to go to England, not going won't kill me. In fact, it will work towards my benefit... I hope.. I don't know!

Not going to England isn't the end of the world, I've been there before, and I can always go again!

I have a new blog theme coming soon, for those who read my blog, be prepared... it's much better!

xx

Sleep at school

How was the first day of school? Exhausting. My knee, is horrible, and the elevator is my saviour. Here's how the day went down.

I wake up at 6:30, I don't remember the exact time I left the house. I arrive at school at 7:28. I walk into the school, where is student council meeting? I have no idea. This blonde girl, in PVA danced talked to me, she didnt know where to go either, so we walked down a hallway, oops we were wrong. Blah blah, then we walk back to the foyer and a teacher tells us where to go! The gym.

I go to the gym, blah blah, I didn't help really, I was too tired. I met up with a girl and we sat on the bleachers and just talked. Then it was time for the grade 10s to come so we all set up a welcome line and cheered when they walked in.

I go to my homeroom using the elevator, and wow there aren't many people there. I meet a girl, she's my locker buddy, she's popular, how's this going to work out? She seems pretty nice, but I don't trust people with my stuff.

I finished the scavanger hunt, found Michelle, then she drove me home. Yay.

So I pretty much wrote this vaguely. I slep as soon as I got home, I am exhausted, I wonder if blogging everyday will be possible with how busy I will become. I will try my best but if I can't make do it, I'll have to make it up with some killer posts.

I doubt my zorbing tickets are coming, I'm pissed, I was excited then my excitement was crushed.

xx

Euphoria

Oh how weird are my thoughts. I set my alarm clock on and set it high away from my bed, so that when it rings I won't reach over and just turn it off. So this may seem normal to everyone but I react quite differently. I wake up 1 hour before the alarm is set to ring, if I turn the alarm off I drift into a sleep that is so heavy I end up waking up hours later! If I keep the alarm on I can't sleep, because I am afraid of the sound that wakes me up. Loud sounds are a tad bit scary, just a tinsy bit. When I am sleeping those sounds are even worse.

I am the odd person, I rarely have a good dream, for every night that I close my eyes to sleep I experience horrifying nightmares. No wonder I'm so on the edge, I can't escape from these nightmares but I don't mind. They do give me a lot of inspiration, for my art, my music and especially my writing. My friends don't like my art, they say it's too dark, well blame my nightmares.

I really admire Tim Burton, he's a freak! Just like me. The things he comes up with are un-real, it makes me look like an amateur. The dark side of things, it's so amazing. I'm not a dark person, don't get me wrong, I love color but I enjoy the mystery of dark art. I'm not a gory artist, I just would rather sketch with black than pink.

"You may hate on me now, but in the future you are going to wish you were nicer to me"

So my work isn't appreciated, who cares. Okay I do, but the truth of the matter is, everyone is a critic, and there's nothing you can do about it. I don't give up, actually the fact is because I didn't I've been given so many opportunities.

This wasn't what I had to write about but still.

Notice the new look of Wowzapalooza? It's yellow! I decided to choose some more color as fall is coming up and I love fall fashion.


Speaking of fashion, who went shopping today because they woke up 1 hour early and didn't want to turn their alarm clock so they wouldn't sleep in? It's me silly!

So yea, I'll tell you what I bought.

Clothes, a bag, make-up brushes, and two pairs of shoes! I am in love with the shoes, love love love them. I bought a beautiful scarf, I love it. Today has been nothing but euphoria.

Now you know that I have nightmares every night, and that I love shopping. I'm thinking of making another blog, dedicated to the arts, but I won't leave this blog, I love it too much. I need to find a blog fitting name. Wowzapalooza by Dea, and now something else. Hmm, guess that's my new project?

xx

Remember my name

I'm gonna live forever, I'm gonna learn how to fly; High. I feel it coming together, People will see me and cry; Fame. I'm gonna make it to heaven, Light up the sky like a flame; Fame!


Fame is amazing, the movie, the music, it's so inspiring.

So I got amazing feedback from that article I wrote. The editor told me that my writing is solid. I screamed, I love it when people compliment my writing. Writing is one of my absolute biggest passions in the world. I work really hard on my work. In my grade 10 English class I worked the hardest in the whole class. I say this because I stayed after school to discuss my work, I always re-submitted assignments, I worked very hard. English is not my first language but I am way passed fluent. I work so hard in English class because one of my dream careers is to be the editor-in-chief of my own magazine. I enjoy writing, I enjoy spreading my opinions, with the rest of the world.

I used to be a very shy person, I always kept to myself. One night I was lying in my bed, and I had a massive epiphany. My life was boring, how would I have fun if I just kept to myself? I decided to create a blog, just as Betty (from Ugly Betty) did. I never realized how fun blogging would be. I'm posting about my life to the world wide web. With this comes precautions. Anybody can read it, it could fall in the wrong hands. These things lingered in my mind and then I realized who cares? I don't post things that are offensive, to be honest my blog is more of a personal thing. I'm not getting paid, I don't have many followers, it's just me.

Some people write in their diaries, I prefer to blog.


GUESS WHO LEFT THE HOUSE AFTER 8 DAYS SPENT INDOORS?
What you don't know?
It was me silly! It was fun breathing FRESH air. I almost got attacked by a mosquito but it was all worth it. I went to the library picked up some music (FAME and Cobra Starship), picked up a few how-to magazines and checked out 2 books. I also bought 2 books. Yes I achieved great things today, at the library. I was dressed horribly though. The only pants that cover my bandages and don't hurt are sweat pants. I broke a rule, I wore sweat pants in public. HAVE MERCY ON ME! hahaha I believe my mother is nagging at me to go do my exercises, until tomorrow's epic day.

Wow I used the word epic to describe the word day, well okay let's keep it there.
xx.