Translyvanian Convention.

Today is officially Halloween!

So, Merry Halloween!

There's us as the elements. It goes in this order: water, earth, wind, and fire. I know we look super legit. You can be seriously jealous if you want, I wouldn't blame you at all.

I'm watching the Rocky Horror Picture Show right now. I always forget how insane it is.

I love Glee and they did the Picture Show for their Halloween show. I realized I hadn't watched it in a while. . .saw it was on. . .now I'm watching it and I can't turn it off. But it's just so weird. Really really weird.

I suppose it isn't much weirder than Labyrinth, but it's a whole lot more raunchy.

Today was the first Madrigal practice that Jocelyn and I went to. . . Madrigal is this Renaissance time period singing where we get dressed up in time period clothing, sing the music, and all that jazz. People pay twenty dollars to come see it. . .so I feel this overwhelming pressure to do really awesome.

Except for this one little problem called I'm not fully aware of how to read music. I never had any need to. I don't play instruments and Junior High Choir was pointless so I didn't learn how to read music then either.

Also, all of the people there are amazing singers. . .and well. . .I'm not awful but I'm nowhere near the level of these people.

Curse you Gary Spear for doing this to me!

There's going to be a lot of practicing for me in the next 6 weeks.

The Local Natives

Welp, that us last year for halloween.

We were some pretty hot construction workers.

I flipping love Halloween!

Tonight is the Halloween girl's night which means we dress up and eat way too much and pretty much act like insane people all night.

This year Katie, Rebecca, Jocelyn and I are going to be the four elements! I'm Earth because I'm the most granola of us all, Katie is Fire because she's a ginger, Rebecca is Air because she wants to hairspray her hair to the side, and Jocelyn is water because. . .that's what was left.

Technically I'm Earth and Mother Nature, so I'm going to wear a pillow up my dress to look like I'm pregnant. I tried it yesterday. . .I really just look like I have a pillow in my dress. Fail. I got some packing tape to fix that square pillow, round stomach problem.

I'm gonna go hit the showers so I can redo my hair all crazy with flowers up in it.

Spake Exploration

I'm really craving some primo beach time right now.

You want to hear some awful news?

This girl isn't going to Europe anymore. I cried and cried and cried. There weren't enough people who signed up and actually paid the registration costs. . . so the trip got cut.

I'm really disappointed.

I slept so hardcore last period today that I had a dream. That has not happened in a long time. Thankfully, a girl across from me slammed her hands down on the table while telling a story and woke me up. I might not have woken up to the bell if she had not done that.

You want to hear some exciting news?

I'm going to be in Nashville for the premiere of Harry Potter with Caroline and Luke and maybe Nikki? That would be preferable. We are going down for a Lipscomb trip and we all know how happy that makes me.

And you know what is amazing-er? I will interview while I'm down there and the whole application process will be over. Then the waiting not so patiently process will begin. I will probably throw up when I get that letter in the mail.

I will throw up more if it's a "no thanks" letter.

I have no back up plan.

I don't plan on needing a back up plan.

Okay, I have a two page paper to write over whether or not Amanda Spade thinks obesity should be classified as a disease. Oh joy.

Over and out.

Home is whenever I'm with you.

Ah, what an amazing Thursday.

Wake up at 7:30 and get ready, the Parsley clan rolls up my driveway at 8:45, head off to Louisville to have breakfast with Miss Ashley Samuel, and drink plenty of amazing coffee.

It was pretty much wonderful to see Ashley. It had been way too long and a half.

Then, we brought Jake home for work and picked up Abby, Lindsay, and Lizzy and headed to volleyball sectionals! And, I must mention that we went to Dairy Queen. Icecream might make you fat but people who count calories can stick that in their juicebox because I kind of love icecream. . .

Even more exciting, the volleyball girls won their first game so they have another on Saturday! Everyone should come, it's kind of a big deal.

You should know something about me. . .when I'm sleepy I get insanely punchy. Slap happy. Completely insane. Then, I crash. Then, the hyperness comes again. Then, I crash. . .it's a cycle until I can finally fall asleep somewhere.

So, Elizabeth Chastain my lovely friend. . .thank you so much for putting up with me. It was a pretty special time. And, everyone else in the car. . .thanks for not punching me in the throat to make me shut up. Although, I'm sure that I very well deserved it.

Twenty questions was a good time.

If I was in my prom dress on a magic carpet flying North at 70 miles per hour and the sun was setting, how long would it take me to knit a fair isle sweater?

The answer is yes. And gummy bears.

Well, here you go.

I find myself writing in my diary (I keep a blog and a
diary. . . it's whatever) and only writing questions. Questions upon questions upon questions.

Usually these questions are meant to be prayers.

Because I'm just confused.

It's taken me a couple days to gather my thoughts on this. Tim, Ethan, Peter. Three boys from here that have committed suicide within the past year. Not only that, but a boy from a town close by also committed suicide last week. He was friend's with a friend of mine, Becky.

What is up?

I mean, seriously? This needs to stop. This darkness that is engulfing lives and this inability to find or receive love or whatever this is has got to stop! Four teens in a year. Three within weeks.

That's someones brother, friend, son, schoolmate. . . it just makes me angry right now. I'm not sure how else to feel about it. I have no idea how the families of these people are brushing their teeth in the morning, putting on socks, digging their keys out of their purse, pushing buttons on the microwave, waiting at a red light, folding back their blankets to climb into bed, and flipping out the light at night. Does normal just seem shook up? I have no idea.

I don't know what it feels like to lose someone very close to me.

I wasn't close with Ethan, but I still felt like normal wasn't normal. Like I was sucked into some strange place where black was white and I had to see a classmate of mine in a casket. That wasn't supposed to happen.

I can't imagine what Toby and Evan are going through.

I don't know why I'm choosing now to write about this. I could have a couple days ago.

I just didn't feel like it.

Breakfast.

Sunday mornings are kind of an amazing thing.

Yesterday was a really great Saturday! Callie-Ann is home so Lindsay, Jocelyn, Callie-Ann, and I loaded up and Lindsay's car to go to Noodles and Company, Target, and Old Navy.

I really do love Target and Old Navy.

That night Jocelyn, Darci, Rebecca, and I went to Lindsay's sister to keep Lindsay company while she watched her adorable but dramatic niece, Sophia. I adore Sophia. She better be an actress when she's older because that girl excels in the theatrics.

She had a screaming fit when she woke up and her mom was gone at work, poor thing. Darci's mom got her calmed down eventually and we walk around the Square to get her calmed down. So, after everything in Hurricane Sophia had calmed down we headed back up to the apartment to watch a movie.

Sophia walks around on her tiptoes. It's my favorite.

Bug update: still haven't found it. I'm assuming that it is gone.

If you saw my bedroom you would shudder. I do, everytime I walk in.

After church today I'm going to dominate it.

Oh, and I got this new deoderant I like a lot. It's Toms of Maine or something like that.

Okay bye.

Key in the ignition.

Lately, I feel like I have so much to do but I'm not accomplishing anything at all?

Darn it procrastinations.

I picked up crayon art.

Oh, yeah. It's like kindergarten but quite challenging. I crayoned (that's the verb of to crayon?). . .oh how about color? Fail. Anyway, I colored a goat last night using only four crayons. Very exciting, let me tell you.

So, Lindsay and I went to Wal-Mart and I bought myself a beautiful pack of 96 Crayola crayons. They smell wonderful.

Tonight was my best friend Rebecca's senior night for volleyball. It made me slightly sad, but so excited for the future. It was strange watching her play her last normal volleyball game and knowing I was never going to be sitting in the stands again like that.

Today was the yearbook photos. The whole Senior class gets a photo together. The yearbook lady yelled, "This is the last time you will all be in a photo together." Thanks for making that completely depressing yearbook lady. I feel like Ethan got left out, like he should have been in a row somewhere standing by us.

Well, back to Senior Nights. I want Senior Nights for people like me that don't play sports! I'm super active in the school, make good grades, do art, and numerous other things but I don't get recognized for it. Is that bad of me to want some recognition? And, I'm not the only one who feels that way. Just because we don't play sports doesn't mean that we are completely worthless to the school. Just saying.

I'm gonna start ranting.

Stop me now.

Over and out.

It's a Christmas Miracle.

Welp, this past weekend was my last Fall Retreat. As a camper, at least.

I was the second oldest camper after Darci.

How weird.

I remember my first Fall Retreat. It was freezing. And Wes and the Newburgh girls were there. I wore Gary's jacket and we had campfire because there wasn't a burn ban.

Good times.

This growing up thing is kinda weird. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm definatly a fan.

I stayed in Bethel with Rebecca, Darci, Jocelyn, Kaitlyn, and so many junior high girls. Did I ever go through that loud, obnoxious, yet strangely endearing and strangle-worthy junior high phase? I'm gonna go with a no, but I'm sure I'm lying.

Saturday during clean up time I leaned over the edge of my bunk and yelled, "Let's tell secrets and play Truth or Dare!!!" Completely kidding.

Answer I got, "OMG YES!"

I flopped back on my bunk, sighed, and napped.

I bought a Nick Jonas song today. I blame the Junior High girls. I secretly like the Junior High girls a lot, don't tell them that though. They will try to give me a make-over or talk about boys.

There was the most amazing bug on my wall last week, but I thought of it just now and thought I should share. It looked like a ginormous centipede/moth. It was real huge and had a gazillion legs and big attanae.

I didn't kill it, I'm sure it's just peruzing around my room right now. I'm gonna name it Albert unless it crawls on me, then I will name it Dead.

My Andy Warhol picture will not hang straight, it angles itself just a little off to drive me completely insane.

Ten points Warhol, but you gotta stay straight.

Still in the processing stage.

This has been the longest seven days of my life.

Yesterday was Ethan's funeral.

The place was packed.

They closed the casket in front of us.

That's the last memory I'm going to have of Ethan, and it's going to haunt me for a while. Kramer said that it was good to have that finality and closure, but I think I would rather remember him how he was. . .not a person being closed into a shiny casket.

I couldn't go to school after the funeral, so I ate with people at church and took a nap on Gary's couch in his office. It was a really hard day.

Oh, and to all you Neoseeker's! My friend started a memory notebook about Ethan, so if you want to add anything just post a comment. I will write it in there for you. I'm sure that it would be appreciated to have memories from people from every aspect of his life.

Well, all that said. On to other things, yeah?

Well, I'm not sure I have anything else to add.

I bombed the Calculus test today, I started to hand it to Mr. Kearn's then took it back. . .then handed it to him for real. Then we looked over it. . .bad move.

Oh shwell, it happens. Calculus is hard stuff. I'm about over limits and things. Good thing Mr. Kearns is pretty much amazing.

Glee wasn't that good either.

Wow, I have a lot of positivity going on! Okay here are three good things about my day to make up for all the pessimistic stuff:
1. Mrs. Mason brought me a salad and coffee for lunch! Twas amazing.
2. We have an epic design in works for the Art Club tee-shirts this year.
3. I took an early shower and have hardly any homework so I can get more sleep tonight.

Over and out.

Step In Time!

It's strange to write about happy things, but I'm going to because yesterday was a very happy day for me.

But, before I start that: Ethan's visitation is Monday and his funeral is Tuesday at the Church of God. I hope everyone comes to show his family how much we all really do care.

Oh, and p.s. Ethan's stats for this blog are now well over 2,000 in three days. I haven't counted yesterday and today in yet. There's a lot of love, people.

Okay, on to happier things.

Yesterday I went to Indy to meet Maddie (pictued with me left) with Rebecca and Lindsay. Our goal: to see the Mary Poppins musical.

I adored it. I've always loved Mary Poppins. This one was quite a bit different than the movie, but they pulled it off. The set designs were so smooth and imaginative. And...I knew she was going to fly but I still got chills when she did it. Ah! Too amazing.

Guess who is buying the soundtrack today?

Oh, yeah. That kid would be me.

Lester met us for dinner at O Charley's and it was good to see him! I love getting to go up and see Lester and Maddie. I miss Maddie so much, she is such a wonderful person. If you don't know her, then you need to fix that problem. Same story for Lester.

One of my favorite moments was when we were getting ready to leave and we are standing around Rebecca's car and we can hear someone watching the Vintage 21 Jesus Videos in an upstairs apartment. It was awesome. Go and type that into Youtube--Vintage 21 Jesus Videos. They are great.

Then, we got Dairy Queen and shivered and Lindsay got a little punchy and we laughed more.

Good times.

Well, off to church. I found my bible and my notebook which is a plus.