Christmas.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

So, last night we opened presents. It was quite fun. 

First we had to take a picture of ourselves. I was wearing a really ugly outfit so I'm not going to put those pictures here. Then we opened stockings.

My Stocking: 

-Homemade peppermint bark (winwinwin!...but my parents didn't make it. Whole Foods did..)

-Magnet with the saying "Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself"

-White chocolate peppermint pretzels

-$75 francesca's gift card.

Under the Tree:

-Orange Nike hoodie thing.

-More money

-Leggings

-Skirt

-Awesome shirt with zipper on the shoulder

-THE BEST SCARF IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. It's orange, It's knitted, It's warm. 

-Bread. My parents are cool like that.. 

-Tea.. It smells like cookies. It tastes like oranges. I don't understand either..

-Full length mirror... I've always wanted one, but I've never been a person to freak out over how I look. So basically, this mirror, Jamia (named after some of the greatest dancers people ever) is my dancing friend for when I have dance parties of one. There is great satisfaction that comes with whipping your hair back and forth and seeing it in action...Furthermore, the greatest people of the worlds' names add up to something that starts with "Jam". We be jammin'. (That wasn't funny. It was funny in my head though..)

So, Christmas was pretty great this year. I wish you all a very merry Christmas! Or whatever other holiday you celebrate. :)

--nala

BAM on a Dan, A day in the life, and anticlimatic dreams.

HELLO WORLD!!!! It's the night of christmas eve, and I'm blogging. I am so cool.

Well, to start. I just realised that I bammed a Dan post today! I didn't even realise it at first in my haste to push the little comment button, but... I totally bammed first. I wish I had bammed with something that was worthwhile, but, I did not. I did though, write something worthwhile afterwords.

Now I shall tell you all of my oh-so-eventful Christmas Eve...
7:34- Wake up, roll over, grunt, walk into parents room.
7:36-Parents inform me that we are going on a walk. Not just any walk either...A 5 mile walk (roundtrip) that has literally no flat land the entire time unless you count my driveway.
7:37- I refuse to go. They tell me I have to. They bribe me and tell me that we will take the dog.
7:40-After me angrily leaving their room, my father appears in my bedroom where I have happily attempted to get back to sleep (I had a dream I wanted to continue...more on that later), and tells me that I have to go no matter what.
7:42- WHERE ARE MY SWEATPANTS!? IT'S SNOWING OUTSIDE. OH MY GOODNESS!
7:45-Still haven't found my sweatpants. I make the stupid decision to wear skinny jeans. In the snow. Mind you, it wasn't deep, but still. Stupid me...
8:00-Begin the trek. Get annoyed with my mother. Turn around with my dog and refuse to go with her.
8:15-My dad and I decide to go to the dog park.
9:00- Arrive at the dog park. Yes, it took 45 minutes. It is a mile and a half* from my house, and we were walking.
10:00-Leave dog park. Nothing exciting happened, there weren't very many dogs, although there was one with the same name as my dog, which was funny (:
11:00-Arrive back at home. I took baby steps all the way home. I was so so so so tired.
12:00-Talk to some people on gmail, possibly my friends' dad. I'm not sure. Woops.
1:00-Do those pesky chores my dad insists I do. How annoying.
2:00-Watch Oprah. For those who know me personally, this may come as a shock, but I watched Oprah only because I finished Ellen.
4:00-The parents arrive back at home. I yell at them. I have no Christmas spirit because I spent so much time cleaning. (Watching Oprah while doing the dishes and vacuuming.)
4:04-Start the monsterous task of cleaning the fridge. I told my parents we need a bigger fridge, because we buy . My parents accidentally stocked up on orange juice again, and now we have EIGHT CARTONS. EIGHT. I was annoyed to say the least.
4:54-Finish re-organizing the fridge.
Now-Writing this lovely blog post that four of the worlds most beautiful people will read. WHOO!
Later- Eat dinner and open the presents. My parents gave in and are letting my open mine with the family, but the greatest present this year is that my doggies tumor ended up not being cancerous like the vet originally thought! :)
Tomorrow-Possibly go to church, eat my edible presents (I really want chocolate...), sit around bored because everyone is engaging in Christmas-like activities while my family cleans.. :/

*I know that 1.5+1.5=3, but you have to include the dog park, which is huge, and the path we take is easily a mile long.

Now on to my fantastic dream. No, it didn't involve a boy, yes it did involve my true love, horses.
(At this point, you may choose to skip this paragraph that may bore you for all of eternity, or go ahead and read it.)
So I was at this camp that I go to every year, and I had no friends with me. Naturally, I became shy and introverted, so I got the last horse. It was a beautiful horse that almost *exactly* resembled a horse that I love and adore in real life, Cuba. Cuba, or Cubiki, is the most beautifully strong and sweet horse. He is a pale yellow with a white-ish mane and is a ranch horse. So, I got this horse and I was SO SO SO happy. But then the horse started bucking even though I wasn't on it, and it was very very scary. Then, this mean old lady cut my reins. For those of you who know nothing about horses, reins are how you steer and control the horse. I was so angry with her and I asked her if she planned on giving me some for free seeing as she cut mine that were perfectly great. She said no. Then I woke up.

I will hopefully blog tomorrow about my present opening experience. I'm sorry for not blogging for a little while!

--nala <3

i have no clever title.

     I had an absolutely fantastic post to post yesterday... and then my father came in, and I closed the computer, abandoning the post and multiple chats on gmail. So now finally I have the opportunity to (maybe) write something.
      First off, there are only a few short days until Christmas. I am most definitely not in the spirit. Although my family has always been in the spirit, for some reason we just aren't this year. Our tree is dead and droopy. The only ornaments on it are haphazard and random. Luckily, there are presents underneath and in my stocking, but still the spirit just has escaped this year. My dad is thinking about not letting me open my presents until New Years due to me telling him I don't believe in God, and the fact that I almost fell asleep in church yesterday. I'm hoping he won't go through with the plan, but I won't really mind if he does. I already know what I'm getting. teeheehee...
     Also, finals are the death of me. I'm supposed to be studying right now, but that isn't happening. It's doubtful that I will get into college at this rate. People always complain when they are on the verge of a B, saying "I'm not going to get into college! *whiny sound*". I'm on the verge of a C in more than one class, so by deductive reasoning I will not make it. I've set my sights on Middlesex College. It has a funny name, and it is one of the top 100 psychology schools in america. But everyone knows I won't make it there. 'tis really a shame because I want to get away from my family as soon as possible, and now I'm just rambling...
    Anywho, off to studying I go. Happy Holidays to you all!

Storytime! (and much, much more)

Well hello there! It's STORYTIME!!! 

Storytime with Nala. First Edition. Let's Begin!

As many of you know, my sparklife username is nala_of_the_jungle. So of course, I love the Lion King. I also greatly enjoy the soundtrack. So, one boring day in chemistry while bored out of my mind, I wrote the lyrics on my desk. Our desks are black and made out of some sort of rock, so the pencil looks really pretty. Anyway, I wrote all the words out and made them all pretty and cursive, and then class ended and I left. So yesterday I had the class again and I noticed that some people wrote on my desk. Pointing to my lyrics was the word "NO." and inside of the 'O' were the words "so gay". In different handwriting. Not a single person said anything nice, so I of course was A) wishing someone had said I brightened their day and B) annoyed that someone used "gay" as a derogatory term. So, like the (amazingly cool) loser I am, I wrote in 5 different handwritings how great the Lion King was, how rude people are when using "gay" how they did, and other positive comments towards The Lion King.  It made me feel better (:

okay, now we are done with storytime. whoo! 

Moving right along... today was the day we got our PLAN and PSAT scores back. I still haven't looked at mine. My very best friend kept on begging me to, (hi mimi!) but I still haven't. As a matter of fact I am not quite sure where my backpack is at the moment. ah well.

OHHH! So last post I mentioned that my dog might be sick... Well, she had surgery yesterday and they removed the tumor and they are going to test it so see how sickly she is. It is quite sad because since the tumor was on the bottom half of her ribcage where she sleeps, she couldn't lay down for the longest time yesterday. :( They also shaved her leg, so she looks funny. (:

Until next time!

--nala

P.S. I have finals next week so I probably won't be able to write anything until around christmas-time. 

some updates?

So I really don't have anything of extreme importance to say today... but I've got some updates that I find important and exciting....
First off, I heard my english teacher singing Ke$ha when she thought I wasn't in the room.
Secondly, I accidentally called twss on myself today.
Thirdly (?), my phone enjoys going off during awkward moments.
Fourthly(are these words even real?)
Fifthly, Ellen Degeneres is the best.
Sixthly, I dont really enjoy people.
Seventhly, my dog probably has cancer.
Eightly, I am easily annoyed.
Ninethly, I think we should all be in the same time zone. That would make life easier.
Tenthly, I love people that follow my blog.
Eleventhly, my english class is going to Greece!
Twelvethly, I'm not sure if I'm going though..
Thirteenthly, I love sparklers.

and that is all for now.
--nala