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I shall greet you with a smile. :)

lately as I've trotted around our house I've been thinking what I would do with it if It was my own and I had buckets of time on my hands. Several times I thought of this whilst I struggled in the laundry room (which brings me much pain.)

For starters I'd expand the woefully small bathroom into the laundry and pantry and make the Mudroom into a laundry room. All the stuff from the pantry would go... somewhere, and I would not worry about it. I would not have so many books. Maybe five or six shelves but no more then that. The living room Decor really has potential It can look very Turkish and stylish when there isn't so much laundry and children's toys. If it was my house I would probably convert the green bedroom into a office like it was meant to be and... Well I could really go on forever. The yard gets the same critical eye and mental makeover.

Of course also I see myself cleaning it. Even though house work doesn't fascinate me at all right now I convince myself that if I had the house to myself it would be spotless and gorgeous and I would wear a apron and sing song well I worked and all sorts of rubbish.

Really, this is a fault I have. I condition myself like this all the time. If my situation was better I would be better. "When I'm older I'm sure I'll be more involved in the church", or "If my house was my own, I would clean it," Or "If people just left me alone I'm sure I'd be much more responsible," *sigh* this last one is painfully ridiculous even to me. My selfish heart is convinced that all the evil in my heart is really from outside of myself. I can't fathom anything but perfection in myself.

Yes, this has been on my mind lately and the conviction to do something about it in a hurry. :)

-Mademoiselle Kate (Ah, the french)

((P.S. Square dancing on Sunday! The excitement never stops! ))

I'm trying to do my school in he car so I'm sure I will get car sick. Oh, well.

yesterday was a good day. Church and then Square dancing a Milton school. I had allot of fun but I feel someone needs to tell hat boy that etiquette enforces that you do not ask a girl to dance all of the dances with you because she is in no position to refuse unless she plans on sitting out that dance.
I believe we are going to enjoy taking lessons throughout the year but I'm no really sure. It would be a whole lot of fun.

I was feeling unhappy earlier today because someone who will remain on named was getting on my precious little nerves and I was feeling very stressed about having so much school work to catch up on and so many unit tests that I was sure I would fail horrible I digressed for at least half an hour being very whinny and all together unpleasant. I'd say now I'm feeling less grumpy but really how very terrible to always make everyone else unhappy when I am happy. Very uncourteous to be sure.

The T key is being bothersome and doesn't want to click without pushing it down very hard and ruining my rhythm. I'm afraid I must cut this post short my battery power is blinking. :)

I love hoodies.

"Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky.
I ain't had no lovin' since January, February, June or July
Snowtime ain't no time to stay outdoors and spoon
So shine on, shine on harvest moon - for me and my gal!"

I desperately want to do something fall-ish today but I can't think of what. There are no leaves on the ground so I can't rake those or take a walk and kick them around , I want to have a bonfire and make s'mores! Or a Hayride! I love Hayrides (especially when there's lots of hay.) Or Maybe I could make a scarecrow, but there's no hay. I have a hankering to go to a Apple Orchard, but I don't think I could get enough parental support. :(

I could Bake something... If we had any apples I could make apple pie and I could practise my pie crust making skills, or I could make candied apples, or Apple crisp, or pumpkin pie, or apple cider. *sigh*

But... instead I have to do my ho-hum school work like a boring person. Boring people do there school work when there's things to be done and sights to be seen!

I forgot! I'm going threw a corn maze in October with friends! I'm so excited. Please disregard this post!

Singing lessons

:)

Ah, during singing lessons I always feel enlightened and I totally get everything he says and then I go home and attempt to practice but then it seems like I forget everything I learned and am at a total loss. I feel like I'm making no progress. It's very distressing.

Today, I learned about notes, scales, Do, re, me, and all that jazz. As always I was told that my throat must be open. I need to relax my jaw and tongue. I need to let the breath out slowly. And high notes go up the vocal cords and low notes go down. It's all very confuzzling. 0.o

But Someday soon I hope and pray it will *click*. I supplicate that it will all make sense someday.

-ze girl.

Spring fashion.

Did you know hottest trends of 2011 is already a news article and during London fashion week the Burberry Prorsum, Clements Ribeiro, and Jonathan Saunders companies all introduced there spring collection? This all seemed very rushed to me. Why would anyone want to start thinking about there spring wardrob already. This seems to me like a sad case of having nothing to do but design clothes and you run out of fashioning for fall and winter so you work on spring. Pretty soon you find yourself designing for summer 2019 in the year 2015. Reminds me of a hampster but I wont mention it.


Are any of you planning on going to New York? If you stay at the Westin hotel you could get a chance to buy the most expensive bagel in the world. The actuall bagel is quiet ordinary but the topping is made of white truffles. White truffles are the most expensive food in the world, second to caviar. The bagel totalls 1,000 dollars.

Most expensive piece of chewing gum? 14,000! A Ebay seller told his costumers that the gum had been chewed by britney spears. He made quite a profit. Well sort of the price was so high because he was increasing the bid on himself.

Best and Worst

Saturday was smashing. Lots of food, and Dancing at the Barn Dance, and lots Pit playing, and RockBand at the B-pad. I was very happy. I Danced the first dance with Lauren Pharr, (Who is a steller dancing partner 'cause she doesn't take it seriously.), And the next two with Kiwifruits little brother. I had a very good time all in all. After that we drove to the bachelor pad and hung out being awesome.

When I got home I was still gloriously happy and barely slept at all that night.

Sunday was not so magical. I had a very dissapointing morning. Complete with awkward situations and subjects you wouldn't want to touch with a twelve foot poll. After my terrible experience I was suffiencetly distracted by the people around me that I didn't really get a chance to bemoan untill I got home. At home I felt very sad. "But really," I told myself, "Your blowing this way out of perportion and being rideculous as always."

I have nothing else to say but I think I've almost gotten over being sad. I haven't gotten over being happy though. :)

TaTa. for now.

I will right about three things briefly

• Today I officially started school again.

Math, History, science literature, PE. Everything is fresh and I am ready to take on the world. It's good to feel taxed in your brain after a long pause. I know, of course, that shortly I will be extremely annoyed with the whole thing of school but currently I am happy.

I started Biology today. I get along well with Biology. He treats me nicely, not demanding me to do ridiculous math problems or learn pointless stuff such as the decibel level that the ear can sustain or something like that. Instead he tells me things, possibly less important, but definitely more interesting such as the Greek word for carnivore and the meaning of Asexual reproduction.

• My summer debriefed.

"Wanna get a job." "Sure I could use the money." "Lets go." A month and a half, and severel hundred spanish and German lessons, later... "Okay, your done." "Bye."

YEEESH, for those of you that don't now I worked at a soybean farm over the summer.

• Trying to get boys to clean threir room

It's insane tryin to coach little boys threw cleaning their room. It's a little like this. oooooh... she said... put... away... the red sweater... pick it up.. smells bad... stuffitinyourbrothersfaces"ewwwwsmellsbadright"hahafightfightfightfightfightfight... why... can't.. we fight? I'm tired of this... I'm so bored... HeyErickdoyawannasmellthis*stuffinface*insanelaughterallaroundinsanefightingfightfightfightfight..

But... *operavoice* "These things are sent tooo tryyyy us."