One Sunday evening, Megan was trying to print something from her laptop. She hooked up to printer number 1: not working. Then she hooked up to printer number 2. After a few minutes she realized that the reason printer number 2 wasn't working for her was because it was not plugged into the wall. After plugging printer number 2 into the wall, she realized that the chord she thought was for printer number 2 was really for printer number 1. When she tried sending the document to printer number 1, it didn't work. So she searched for the chord to printer number 2. She found it quickly and printed her document. She then wondered what she had hooked up to the first time, when she thought she was connected to printer number 1. She followed the chord and, much to her dismay, found that it was the chord to the mouse.

It's been too long, I know. I've had things to talk about here but I've forgotten most of them. Here is what I remember.

Me likey the Sobe.

Do you ever get so freaked out and nervous that your stomach and your heart decide to switch places? Except your stomach goes to your throat? I was surprised they didn't run into each other on their way to making me franticly search for an escape route. I was completely distracted the rest of the day. I almost stole the basket from the store when I walked out. I felt like taking a nap. It was weird.

What else? Oh, I got a job. It happened very quickly. I like it. We listen to very random music when we work. One minute it's rap, the next it's country, then pop, then some acoustic guitar. And everyone sings to all of it. Mostly. It makes me laugh.

I'm getting lots better at whistling! I don't look like a duck anymore. My goal is to be able to whistle "Happy Birthday" to myself on my birthday. "Whoa, dream big!"

My twitter today didn't work. It was supposed to say, "It almost makes me sad that I don't seem to fit in with girls, but then I remember how much I HATE THEM. And then I call a guy and say... Hey dude, wanna try and beat me in basketball?"

So, I'm going to go play basketball now. Or something like that. Whatever. =)

Sunshine! Ahhh.

Song of the day. -LOVE THIS SONG.

Disclaimer: This may just be the most random post I've ever created. Please note that I am tired.

oh.my.gosh. BED! Why didn't you tell me you were waiting for me? I was upstairs being really lame and you didn't even call my name. It's okay, I forgive you. Know why? Because you are soooo comfy. Bed, this might sound really weird and random, but as I was preparing to meet you tonight, a series of questions came to mind. They are as follows. Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow?

Signed up for something called college today. The sadists who run the establishment claim to be able to arm me with all needed to succeed in this mad, wild world. (Oh baby, baby it's a wild world.) I say, whatever. Maybe because it's late and I'm tired. But seriously? What if I think I can figure the world out on my own? As in, without the pontifications of professors who are oh, so wise. Yes, maybe I'm really just too tired.

"You are a brilliant wizard." -I totally said that today. And! it wasn't considered weird.

My brain is sprinting right now. It's not even accomplishing anything. This frustrates me.

I'm loving her today. A lot. My favorites? This, this, this, and most definitely this. This very possibly sings directly to my heart, reminding me of something I still struggle with.

The Celtics will mutilate the Lakers. I know it. I can feel it in my bones. I have a knack for these types of things. You could go as far as saying I'm psychic. Because I am. Ps- I love you.

I enjoyed quietly harmonizing with my sister today at the office.

I've recently come to realize that because I tend to naturally get along better with guys, the next few years of my life will be spent saying goodbye to my closest friends. For two years. It's already begun and I can feel it continuing as more and more farewells make their appearances on my calender. I don't want to be consoled. I'm just throwin' that one out there.

Attempting sleep now.

Monotony will kill me one day. Jim thinks I used too much film on Mom's digital camera. What do you think? Too much?


My hair always stays perfectly intact throughout the day, you know.


We won't be talking about my camera skills, or lack thereof.


Hey, cutie. How YOU doin'?


Let's smooch.


Ooh. Tastay. I know, I know...


I am a rock star.


Biiig shocker there.


I'm also totally sexay. Look at the hot. Look. You know you want it. Deep down.

I'm not cocky or anything. I swear.


Getting to the point now...

Psych! There is no point.



Except maybe this semi-presentable picture. AND the question of the night which is...


Do I have kissable lips?

Song (Album) of the day: Mr. Magoriums Wonder Emporium Original Soundtrack

Today was fantastic. Running on next to zero juice is fun.

It started with many paralyzing laughs with a sidekick whose friendship I truly cherish. Laughing is something we do a lot.

As the day progressed, my warm thoughts of an inspiration were interrupted with a fresh load of work from a teacher who I have concluded resembles a certain professor, as described in the novel, in both appearance and personality (although not quite as evil. Thankfully. However, I do wish she would be carried off into the forest by angry centaurs) .

The afternoon brought me a trip down Memory Lane, new insights, and a delicious snack. The evening was filled with several observances, remembering a leader, a little more bounce in my step, and enjoying small things. The snow storm didn't bring me down. Which is a first in a very long time.

Today would appear to be just a day to the naked eye. To me it was so much more. Today, I stopped to smell the roses. And let me tell you, they smelled so sweet. So sweet that I vivaciously marched right up to the Creator of this beautiful day and asked Him if I could please pick a rose to take home with me.

He said yes.

Fortunately, I only took a five minute shower which means I had time to do my hair.

Unfortunately, I got hungry so no make-up.

Fortunately, I was ready to leave for school 10 minutes earlier than I normally do just in case there was a storm.

Unfortunately, there was a storm.

Fortunately, it wasn't the kind of storm that creates an inch of ice on one's windshield.

Unfortunately, I got stuck in the snow.

Fortunately, I got out.

Unfortunately, the garbage dumpster still needed to be taken out to the street.

Fortunately, it was easy.

Unfortunately, I got stuck in the snow when I pulled over to take the garbage out.

Fortunately, I found a shovel.

Unfortunately, I fell whilst digging myself out.

Fortunately, I only fell once.

Unfortunately, I got stuck in the snow three more times on my way to school.

Fortunately, I got there in one piece.

Unfortunately, I was 30 minutes late to class.

Fortunately, writing Cinquains, Haikus, and Tonka poems is therapeutic.

Unfortunately, the bell rang and woke me from my word daydream.

Fortunately, I have been recently inspired.

Unfortunately, there is still snow outside.

Fortunately, someone cares.

Unfortunately, some idiot drove past the house with a giant shovel forcing ALL the snow to pile up three feet along the road making it perfectly impossible for my little Lola Belle to pull in to the driveway or the side of the road.

Fortunately, someone else offered to let me borrow her car. (Thank you, again.)

Unfortunately, there's still snow everywhere.

Fortunately, with a little clean up here and there with my new best friend Mr. Shovel, I got out of the driveway.

Unfortunately, I left my tennis shoes at home on my way to lacrosse.

Fortunately, I wasn't late and an intense workout with some nice girls made everything better.

Unfortunately, I find myself having moments like these all too often.

Fortunately, the little good things that make me happy in life add up. Like, family, friends, lacrosse, writing, reading, singing, dancing, twirling, laughing, smiling, coloring, doodling, music, etc. . . and they always make up for all the bad.

My exact thoughts while walking in to school (late) this morning:

Wow, that lady over there has terrible hair. Tan skin+white hair=just flat out weird. Incredible. That is definitely not natural. Who would even make hair dye that shade? She's crazy. Unless she's like Storm and can't help it and it adds to her awesomeness of being a super hero. OH! If she has super powers that means she can hear my thoughts! ... Neat hair, Lady!

Remove the blog from the top, move all the blogs up one, and add yourself to the bottom.

Novembrance
The Lyon's Tale
Sundial in the Shade
Inksplasher
Shooting Space

What were you doing ten years ago?
I was six years old (almost seven, mind you.) and about to start the 1st grade.

What were you doing one year ago?
At the park playing lacrosse in the dark. Ahh... the simplicity of summer. (:

Five snacks you enjoy:
1. I scream, you scream, we all scream for ICE CREAM!
2. Raspberry Tootsie Pops
3. Bit O' Honey
4. Smiles (fruit snacks)
5. Sugar Babies (only if I want a sugar rush.)

Five songs you know all the lyrics to:
1. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cindy Lauper
2. Yellow by Coldplay
3. Where You Lead, I Will Follow by Carole King
4. Look At Me by Keri Noble
5. Tim Mcgraw by Taylor Swift

Things you would do if you were a millionaire:
1. See the world.
2. Buy my Mom the house I've been promising to blink her like Dream of Jeanie complete with personal chefs and maids.
3. Buy an arcade.
4. Build a Beauty and the Beast library.
5. See the world. Again.

Five bad habits:
1. Procrastination
2. Biting nails
3. Procrastination
4. Repeating myself until I can think of something to say
5. Not plucking my eyebrows (I don't have to look at them. Sorry, it's a jungle up there sometimes.)

Five things you like to do:
1. Laugh
2. Watch movies
3. Hang with my fam/friends
4. Eat
5. Read

Things you will never wear again:
1. Stretch pants with stirrups (like they'd fall off!)
2. Old lacrosse uniform (our new ones are HAWT!)
3. Training bra
4. Toe socks
5. Blue eye shadow (I'm not copying. I really will NEVER wear blue eye shadow again, I've learned my lesson.)

Five favorite toys:
1. iPod
2. Cell phone (kids these days...)
3. Other peoples cameras
4. Carter
5. Carter's toys

Where will I be in ten years?
Exploring the world like... an... explorer?

Five people to tag:
You. That's right, YOU!

P.S. Song of the day "United States of Whateva" by Liam Lynch