Poetry of the Senses

hmmm, my internal age is progressing like a hillbilly given a 400-mile per hour car

2008-10-12T18:49:00.000-07:00

i have decided to split my blogs, like my personality, they are too diverse, this blog is going to be my pathetic little ramblings about life and pointing out the crap in other people, and my other one is going to be what my Friends family, and i wore.now it is still going to be more of me making fun of people and making weird comments, it will be mostly fashion, which is what i intended this to be then it grew into this horrible monster of sorts.and it came alive and attacked me.and i put a restriction order on it, but that's another story.
anyways it is.....
hannahandorelisabethmoody.blogspot.com

love,
beth

blog #42

2008-10-12T17:45:00.000-07:00

As Douglas Adams said"42 is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything"
so this blog is going to be about the meaning of life, love.
don't laugh it is not funny, or cheesy.
it's true.
what would be the world without love.
the awnser is not much.
we do things out of love.
everything is out of love, even wars, can-openers, and kitty litter.
it is because we love, we care, and if you care, you help.
if we didn't love at some point in out short existence on this green planet of ours, we all would be assuming ego-manic serial killers, snooping around every corner with a warm m-16 in our hands. (hhm, sound like some politicians i know)
so ELE.
EVERYBODY LOVE EVERYBODY.

love,
Beth

p.p.s. (post Plato script)
sorry, for the previous suckish fashion shoot, i promise a kick-ass one soon.
on my life.
ditch that, my sisters life.

the dress is a la king

2008-09-29T13:22:00.000-07:00

the dress a la ralph lauren
the dress a la preppy

the dress a la catwoman

the dress a la tee shirt
the dress a la grandpa
the dress a la Hilary duff
the dress a la babushka
the dress a la floral print
the dress a la Poiret
the dress a la Mary Kate and Ashly
ditto.

2008-09-27T18:02:00.000-07:00

OK, so i just put on my equivalent of a thinking cap... a black pair of plastic wayfarer rims, that cost 1.99 excluding tax.

I'm going to write, i don't know entirely what about, but I'm going to pour all of my weird little thoughts out of my brain and onto the dingy keyboard.
I will probably bore the crap out of you, but hey, nobody is reading this blog, so i will be your ex-lax of the day, if you actually read this and not just glance periodically for more pictures of us in crazy outfits doing crazy things.

I've been watching so much t.v. it is not even semi-humorous, i blame it on boredom, and how goddamn funny it is watching some retard blond suck up to the queen of all blonde's, Malibu barbie herself, Paris Hilton.

it may sound lame and wannabe hipster, but i am kinda glad I'm not really well known on the Internet, because i wouldn't be cool and underground revaluation-like.
i am a million percent positive, that i am not the coolest blogger out there, I'm just another subversive, hip blogs out there about art, fashion, music and the general suck-ish-ness of life.
i wouldn't' even say my blog is cool. it doesn't have enough pictures, Americans have the attention span of a fly in a garbage heap, and without pictures, they just go to another piece of trash.
if i shut down my blog, thousands would not morn. Nay, even hundreds would not morn.
maybe five. if I'm lucky.
and they would just find another like me. Internet shows us, no matter how weird, there is always another like us.

it's funny, nowadays, we are so connected, but we have as a human race, left behind the need for close relationships, and swapped it for a hundred acquaints, that know are favorite color or food only because we posted it on out myspace.
ironic, really.

im done for this moment.

p.r./.r.c.t.f.o.o.m.h. (post rant/random crap that flows out of my head )
i promise some of said pictures, i will do about eleven.
you were reading, right?

2008-09-24T13:40:00.000-07:00

thank you for the comments, i was going to give up on blogging.
i have been reading, and spending like no tomorrow.
i will do a better post soon.

p.b. (post blog)
and rachel, did you like the nerds package full of euphemra?
love you so much!
millions and billions of hugs and cool things!

the past two days in no order

2008-09-21T15:39:00.000-07:00

breaking into the gym, only to find out via a sign that we could get fined 5,000 dollars
a party from 6-10 with 200 people, firecrackers, glow sticks and spiked punch.
a water fight
watching agent Cody banks for the first time
a huge birthday party for Alexandra
a bell contest
a hottest without shirt contest (for boys only)
Greek dancing

and crazy things which i cannot clearly remember, but if given the choice would probably NOT want to know.

my thought of the day

2008-09-20T10:27:00.000-07:00

I hate watching fish.
I imagine them squirming down my throat and my stomach being a pond for them.
An acidic pond.
But, a pond none the less.

sad news

2008-09-19T13:59:00.000-07:00

i just had a mass burying of ants.
i had a cross grave stone over the hundred some odd ants that were killed due to a tricycle incident, all gods creatures are blessed, so we held a funeral, about 10 kids came.

my new resolution

2008-09-19T08:46:00.000-07:00

my new resolution is too post something new everyday, whether it be a sentance, a quote, a new poem, but no new pictures for a bit ( read the last article).

so here is a random picture that is my favorite, it was taken in the hallway of my grandparents house, the guitar my grandfather made, headband is a vintage belt, brown tank top is aeropostale, pale pink jeans are gap.

yuck, my hands smell like beer, cigarettes, tootsie rolls, and sweat.

i went to another barbecue, and this one ran really late, until 2, and by then everybody was drunk, i didn't smoke, or eat Tootsie rolls, or sweat so I'm wondering, why do i smell like this ?

i keep washing my hands but the smell still prevails.

help?

pros and cons of this week thus far

2008-09-18T11:25:00.000-07:00

well, you read the title (i presume) so here is the content:

1.)we went to the beach
1.) i didn't bring a bathing suit, or a change of clothes

2.) i went to get my feet wet, and a huge wave, about ten feet tall comes crashing down on me, and it knocked me off my feet, it was fun, but..
2.) i was holding my 200 hundred dollar camera, and my 4 gig memory card, and they both got trashed.

3.) we kept doing the wave thing, even though everyone told us it was very dangerous, because we would stand there and the wave would crash on top of us, and then it would pull us back in with the water, then we would run back till the next wave.
3.) we almost drowned, twice, and we weren't in beach wear, i, in heavy wool high waisted skirt and lace shirt, ruined both of them, and Sophia in a see through dress and 50 degrees outside at cape cod, were in the water.

4.)we traveled all over the place, because, Sophia's mom, doesn't like maps or her 700 dollar G.P.S. system, so she did it on instinct, and we wound up in cape cod
4.) i got to hang out for awhile in the car, have a mini dance party, and read two books.

5.) we went to three beaches
5.)we only stayed like an hour at each.

6.) we burned ton's of calories, running, and climbing rocks the size of a transformers bot.
6.) i got all cut up, and my legs, don't even look like legs, they look like mutant space alien's legs. legit. and i trashed my favorite pair of shoes. it sucked, but it was worth it.

7.) i didn't see my parents for 3 days straight
7.) they got mad i wasn't hanging with them, even though they are always busy, and i would have to be there all day to see them for five minutes.

8.) we had a sleepover
8.) I'm not allowed to have sleepovers until October.

9.) my mom is leaving for three days
9.) my dad is strict and i won't be able to go to the midnight book release/ book signing of the inheritance novels (you know, dragon ?!?) or the big barbecue/ non-stop dance party the collage is hosting this Saturday.

10.) Rachel wrote me.
10.) i can't fully explain what goes on here, and she wants me to write back, but I'm not very good at articulating my situations.

11.) Rachel finally seems well off.
11.) more so then me, I'm so messed up, it's not even funny.

12.) i can't really think of anymore
12.) i cant' really think of anymore

2008-09-15T08:01:00.000-07:00

If I Were The Evil Overlord...

I will never utter the sentence "Before I kill you, you should know…".
My stronghold will have ventilation ducts that are too small to crawl through.
Shooting is not "too good" for my enemies.
I will never design and build a sentient computer that is smarter than I am.
- Josiah Moody

Sadly Ironic

Once there was a man who could not speak ,
so he went to a speaking class there he learned how to say me, me, me.
the next day he went to a restraunt and learned how to say " forks and knives, forks and knives"
the next day he went to a electronic store and learned how to say ‘plug it in, plug it in",
the next day he went to a rock and roll concert and learned how to say "cause it feels good, tonight"
the next day he was walking a long and tripped over a corpse.
The police said "did you kill this man?" and he replied "me, me, me"
the police answered " with what ?" and he said " forks and knives, forks and knives!"
The police said "you, know were going to have to put you in the electric chair"
he said promptly " plug it in, plug it in"
the police asked " but, why did you kill this man?! " and he dumbly answered "cause it feels good, tonight"
- idea by the Frate girls, typed by Moriah Moody

Funny Commercials

don’ get me wrong, i love funny commercials. they make watching t.v. easier, almost bearable. The sad thing is, is that sometimes the commercial is funnier than the supposedly "funny" 90's sitcom.
The thing is, is that i don’t wind up buying the product. Why? Well, im stubborn. If i find a product i like, i not gonna stop using that product, unless, they discontinue it. (By, the way, curse you suave lavender no-tears baby shampoo!)
Also 99.99953% of the time the said "funny commercial" is masking the fact it’s a sucky product! I mean, if it’s a cool product, and we know it, why do they need to have a funny and/or creative commercial to alert us too it’s hyper coolness. Most people who gained popularity with a cool product and then came up with a cool commercial to alert us even more of its coolness keeps its commercial for awhile and rarely shows them ( hello, ipod commercial! )
So if a good product, if it changes it’s commercials does that mean it popularity is dwindling?!
Yes, most likely.
Now, for all of you out there that get mad easily ( and none of you are, but it is just to be safe), i will say it’s all not true and you can think whatever you want.
- Elisabeth Moody

2008-09-14T10:05:00.000-07:00

karis, in an outfit i picked out.

karis, in a outfit i made

karis, in her favorite outfit.

kala ,in an outfit karis made kala, in a outfit she made

karis, in a outfit i made

karis, in an outfit she made.

karis in her favorite sweater. (it is brier rose, or as some of you know her, sleeping beauty)

karis, in an outfit she made

me, and kala, in the mirror

only one word for this pic; aww .

a realy cool plane that a few minutes later would be in two.

mary, on top of the monkey bars moriah, showing off her green nails

me.

me, in a caution zone

sophia, on the pirate boat

moriah and her indian chic outfit. karis, whispering a secret to becca

alexia, kissing sophia

alex and his cape, peter and his bowling shirt

last night

2008-09-14T09:32:00.000-07:00

yesterday, was well, insanity in its best form.
the morning was nothing to remark on, though i woke up in another house ,due to the fact i spent the night at sophias watching horror movies with sophia, lyn and zane.
(we watched them until 3, but we only watched two movies, it is just that before we were at the bookstore till 11 and came home at midnight)
we alll played outside, until 3
They had a big church service, I forget what for but, I do know everyone went and we had to watch there kids. So we had 7 kids under the age of 6, and 6 kids over the age of 7, jumping around, throwing assorted items everywhere in a small house, jumping on each other, and on the couch and the bed, I recorded the least crazy part, later on when there was only 9 kids in the house, in the middle we had like 15 kids in the house.
Then we had a barbeque at 8 and it lasted till midnight when people started to go in, but at 9 me, Sophia, Lyn, Siah, and mom went to j.p. licks for some ice cream, I got apple sorbet (really good).
And went in at 1 in the morning.

Yep, just a typical day.
in my life.

odes, poems, and more. all writen by me. no taking

2008-09-13T07:08:00.000-07:00

KURT COBAIN
oh, Kurt Cobain,
how i loved your mane,
that hair that flowed and glowed with grease,
that made Courtney want to be your main squeeze.
(to be finished later)

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT (for whoever gets this enemy)
I, Hearby leave Pandora's box and a couple of nuclear bomb to whom ever so pleases.

PINKY AND THE BRAIN
Although your plans may go down the drain,
I still tune in, for you, brain.
Marry me ?!?

ODE TO TYLENOL
although i can never spell you,
i want to tell you,
that i couldn't live without you,
some people pop pickles (my sister),
some people smoke crack,
i have you,
to ward away headaches,
and cracked backs.

the 80's trend

2008-09-10T04:57:00.000-07:00

i truly don't get it.
why would i want to look like an extra from fresh prince of belair, whilst i love that show, i hate the 80's.

i don't want to look like a disheveled crayola box.
i want to look like a disheveled Kurt Cobain (in girl form)

why is fashion stuck in the 80's (and my grandmother for that matter) ?

it is not even particularly exciting, only one 80's trend i even slightly like; shoulder pads.
the only good thing about shoulder pads, is if you pair it right you get to look like a Vulcan.
And that is fun.

the point is can't we look to the 20's,30, 40's, 50's,60's,70's and 90's for insperation.
the 80's had it time in the lime light (neon lime light, that is)
so be nice to the other decades and share.

pros. v. cons. of this week

2008-09-06T09:47:00.000-07:00

pros and cons;

1.) we went to chuck E cheese
1.) Chuck E cheese gives me a major migraine

2.) i got a large lollipop there.
2.) my large lollipop broke.

3.) Zane's school started
3.) Zane's school started

4.) got to update my blog on Monday
4.) got grounded from the Internet (i did it at 3 am)

5.) watched a few movies
5.) got grounded from movies (i did it at 4 am)

6.) had a sleepover, got up nice and late
6.) got grounded from sleepovers (i came back at noon.)

7.) found my star trek trading cards
7.) lots of them got thrown away

8.) found my blue tights
8.)they had a hole in them

9.) i can now swallow pills
9.) now i take too much

10.) Halloween is coming up
10.) i don't have a costume

11.) we went to the collage barbecue
11.) i got grounded from wandering off at social events

12.) it has been really hot.
12.) it has been really hot.

13.) moriah is having a birthday party
13.) we have to host it.

14.) i went to the thrift store
14.) i have no money now, and too many polyester scarfs.

the fashion blog

2008-09-02T20:02:00.000-07:00

moriah, in my vintage skirt, pink ribbon belt, and vintage floral shirt.

same.

moriah, in an , that we tried on at old navy .

minnie mouse ears, old navy scarf, vintage liberty print shirt, blue hollister babydoll, vintage curtain tie used as belt/bow, purple tu-tu, and black tights

my shirt, abercrobie and fitch long sleeved shirt, a vintage curtian tie as belt/bow.

Luis vitton bag, brown vintage dress, old navy scarf, black tights.

a really cute dress, and sweater, and belt, but together. rock.

my brothers old suit jacket, my brothers old shirt, and a ribbon from a skirt, and black tights.

moriah, in a vintage Winne the pooh jacket, a shirt that was my brothers friend but went to collage in Texas, my dad's medal of honor for being in Iraq, a pair of black tights, and ribbon we got at Disneyland.

a really bad picture, a really cute outfit.

my sister, moriah.

moriah.

and yet again, moriah

barbie, in a handkerchief gone dress.

moriah, in a outfit sophia made

Sophia in a outfit i made

Sophia in a outfit i made, again.

Minnie mouse ears: 10.50

Vintage scarf: 1.99

black dress: 21.99

awesome outfit: priceless

vintage shirt i found in the Attic of my grandparents barn, along with checks from the 70's

sophia, and riah. lookin tough in batman sunglasses

the last week

2008-09-01T19:27:00.000-07:00

well, this was the past week, majorly abbreviated.
i am going to just list the activities, not a shedule or whatever, because, i want this to be a fashion slash humor blog as it was intended to be.

(not in the order done, just in the order i think them in)

a huge barbecue
insane game of 4 square
beating guitar hero twice
sleepover
catching Zane and Lyn in their boxers way too much
taking way too much Tylenol
insane game of football at 1 in the morning
by mistake taking sleeping medicine instead of Tylenol and falling asleep at the Smyrni's house and waking up to being scribbled all over with purple sharpie.
staying up till 6:30 in the morning and waking up at 8.
goofing off like nothing else

it was basically insanity at it's best form.

hhmmmm. fun.

Awnsers to important questions

2008-08-26T20:05:00.000-07:00

Why don't you ever wear a scarf? It doesn't need to be cold outside for your neck to feel naked!what are you talking about?!?!i love scarfs!i would marry one, but it doesn't have genitals, and i want kids.

You get to ride the big roller coaster three times in a row. What will keep your dad from taking a bite out of your candy apple?
well, I'm going to say the obvious. throw up on it.

If mud is dirt plus water, what is clay?
alien poo?

What spells can you cast with magic markers?
magically cool sneakers.

Try making up the rules to a game where you tie knots in a yo-yo string just to see if you can get them out:
!.) you can only use your teeth.
2.)you must say the word ship, whilst tying and or un-tying the yo-yo with your teeth.
3.)no help from outsiders.

Never mind the turtle. Don't you think you're sure to win?
yes, i rigged the game, i paid the porcupine a Benjamin to slip up the others.

Why does the color blue mean raspberry-flavored?
because candy scientists don't know their colors?

You've rented a sky-writer to propose to your significant other, but it's completely overcast. What will you do?
hire another, duh!

You've just inherited a manufacturing plant that specializes in plastics. What are you going to make?
plastic dinosaurs, crowns, Lego's, cars, plastic dresses. you name it, i do it.

You have to dig a hole to China. Where do you start?
from my jail cell.

Describe the sound of a moist waffle falling onto a hot griddle.
Like heaven, wrapped in dark chocolate and all natural blueberry maple syrup. Which coincidentally i will be putting on said waffle.

2008-08-26T11:15:00.000-07:00

moriah, in my old ball gown, her converse, a hoodie from forever 21, and a dkny belt.
moriah, in the outfit i created, on the swing we made last week or so.
moriah on the swing, again.
the girls (well, some of them.)

mrs. mallious

mary, lookin' tough

Mary, modeling for me in a Cristian Dior scarf, Mary Kate and Ashely shirt and argyle tights from target.

the gym's stage. oh, yeah and the kids.

some of the kids, running down to the gym

some of the kids, illegally in the fountain

the little kids, bowling, and trying to figure out how to win.

Sophia, riding a truck

Sophia, on stage with her new friend.

Sophia's dad, pimping'

William, pimping'

Josiah, killing illas

Josiah, killing illias, again.

Sophia in her tutu

Sophia and little friend playing the pop-it game

our little friend

friday-monday

2008-08-26T06:31:00.001-07:00

Friday:
Wore a navy blue handkerchief print shift dress, guitar pick earrings, a black shrug, a back scarf, and bow peptone shoes (and near the end I wore knee high white socks)
Hung out with Sophia all day, (no really, from 8 in the morning to the next day)
Helped unpack the rest of the pods, now they have all their stuff back from California. Goofed off awhile with illias, Zane, Lyn, Alex, and of course Sophia. Almost threw her into the dumpster but I tripped and I was holding up one fourth of her weight, so the rest of the group kind of dropped her, and she kind of ran for it.
wasted 100 matches, and lit one after another after another after another....well you get the point.
Hung out at the J.C. room, watched the history channel about gosts, and then an eco show on the discovery channel, then national lampoons European vacation.
All while of course, sliding around in knee high socks.
Zane kept complaining about his ulcers, but read about that later.
Went back to her house, drugged her brother with enough Tylenol for a 150 pound man (he is 100 pounds) ate popcorn, soup and canned peaches, watched a few movies and fell asleep in the basement.

Saturday:
Woke up at 10, thinking it was like 3 in the morning, then heard all the kids screaming outside and figured it must be later then that.
Rushed to my house across the walkway, because I was supposed to be home by 8 not 10.
Got dressed into a cool blue flowered dress, and started cleaning, then mom said since it was her birthday we should do something, so me and Sophia, Siah and mom were planning to go to the Natick mall, but then Zane got sick with appendicitis (or so everybody thought but there was no clear evidence)
But we went anyway.
On the way to the Natick, we stopped at Chuck E Cheese for a few hours.
We were playing pop-it (of which, I had just won) and this kid comes up to us and asks us if we want to be his friend. And of course, we say yes show him our version of the high five.
Hung with him, got tons of free stuff because we looked cute together, Chuck .E. hug molested us, we made friends with dorky cute Asian guy from Hollywood, almost got him fired case friends can’t talk to him while he is working.
Went to the mall, bought a bunch of things, ran backwards on the escalator, got in trouble by the security guard case he saw us.
Went to the bookstore, highjacked some cool ad’s. Ate a cookie, tried to squish to people into one chair, pranced down the isles.
Went home at about 10, realized Sophia’s dad wasn’t there, he was at the hospital with Zane because of his appendicitis. So mom had Sophia spend the night at our house because none of her family was at her house.
Stayed up until 3.

Sunday:
Woke up at 6, went to the Lexington church for the last time, gave a few people my e-mail address (because, I hardly ever use the phone) wore basically the same thing as I did on Friday, I don’t really remember church, case I had had a bunch of Tylenol and I was half asleep, dropped off dad, said hi to everybody outside, and we went to the book store for a few hours, ate some taco bell, went to target, found an awesome pair of shoes that I swear Betsey Johnson designed secretly and Isaac marizaha happened to find the drawings and make it.

Monday;
Wore, a black dirty disco drug flower tee shirt, a burgundy brocade swing jacket, and black jeans, with a green plastic spider ring, and a fancy cocktail ring.
Went to the gym, played hide and go seek, we (me and Sophia) won again.
Tons of fun, hid in the men’s bathroom but a man came in and we had to hide in a stall, hid in a shower, within a locker room, within a another locker, within a hall that nobody goes in, and they still found us! Although, it did take them like 20 minutes to find us.
Another time I hid in a locker in the same room as before, and Sophia hid underneath some flags with some mats propped up against her and the desk side ways and the locker to the right of her. I hid in a broken locker, that I held shut, but then after like 15 minutes they came and I by mistake shut it all the way, then I realized my fear of closed spaces and went hysterical, and I realized the door was locked on me, so I had to bend the locker door so I could get out, and the kids of course found where we were because I was banging on the door and screaming, and Sophia came out of her hiding spot to rescue me. And it took 10 minutes to get me out of it, and Sophia had to pick the lock on the locker, and when I got out I realized how much I really bent the locker out of shape.
Ate some, played around, Sophia came over, I washed my hair in the sink, and it being a small bathroom I held my feet against the wall. So was a human bridge, with my feet equal to my head, with my head n the sink, except Mary and Moriah kept walking underneath me and Sophia was curling her hair and kept getting the cord In the sink, so eventually, I moved the cord, Moriah walked underneath me and we all crashed in to one big heap.
Woke up mom, and Sophia had to leave, I had to eat, and then we left for C.A.P., of course we hadn’t gone in 8 weeks to that particular one, so we had a very warm welcome, and with my luck the week we come back, and the week I come in heels, has to be P.T. they do all these silly screams and chants for every exercise, my favorite was for the groin stretch “ A stretched groin is a happy groin, sir” (for those of you who don’t know what a groin is, look it up.)
And we do marches and salutes, and I get my boots, balah, blah, blah.
We were asked if we could bring a friend or two to the open house, and I ask what about ten, (cause that is the number a friends that would want to come) and they launch into this discussion, but basically I can bring around ten, so im happy, the general is happy, and everybody thought it was funny. It ended at 9.
We went home, got to bed at 12.

friday-thursday

2008-08-22T10:15:00.000-07:00

sophia, doing her best to copy moriah.
Moriah, an aspiring acrobat, does the least hardest trick there is.
Lyn and Zane pulling down the death tree. (we have a video on that that i'll put up later)
Moriah, in my vintage shirt and my purse and her jeans.
Moriah, in a cool outfit i picked out for her.
Moriah, in my dress, that was my grandmothers.

Sophia as a Picasso.Lyn as a Picasso.
a really bad picture of me.
a really good picture of Lyn.
an okay picture of Mary.
Lyn and siah pre-fight over my sunglasses
Lyn and Josiah in a fight over my sunglasses.
Josiah and his skateboard.
Lyn trying to break the hoop.
again.
Alex looking cool.
Becca caught off guard.
after
3 in the morning, Moriah decides to do some stretches. i decide to blind her with the flash.
a human square.
more squares made of humans.
our feet.
Allen, and Josiah, looking cool.
illias being hugged.
me, with kiss marks.
babysitting.
baby flying.
me, with grass in my mouth.
a smaller version of the discussion group, this when people were leaving the discussion.
card board sledding.
Mary rolling down the hill, in a toy bulldozer.
Lyn pushing Moriah down the hill in a box.
after the movie, Sophia's crazy hair.
(l to r) Marcela, Sophia, and Eleni, in front of the theatre screen.
me, in the mirror, at Betsey Johnson.
me, in a headband from J.Crew
Eleni in the same headband, different color.

Friday;

Did my school work, played life, had a fake yoga lesson, played life, hung with Lyn, Sophia and moriah most of the day.

Saturday;

Was sick, layer in bed for like three hours, took enough Tylenol to drug a 500 pound man.

Whilst sleeping, my sister and Sophia cleaned the room. Did insane things which I can not clearly remember.

Sunday;

Still was sick, went to church in a purple low cut ruffled shirt tucked into a baby blue high waisted pouf-y skirt, was in church about an hour, then almost threw up, so I walked the foot and a half home. Changed into plaid boxers and took a nap while watching “the tripods” (a cheesy sci-fi show from the 80’s) went out side and hour and half later, and Sophia and everybody else was out so, we all played a very large game of soccer,

Oh, yes and we tugged and tugged on the death tree, and brought it down, and it is no longer a threat to our lives (the death tree was a 20 something foot high tree, that at the slightest touch wobbled to and fro)

Then our family went to the tin tin buffet, and then went home, then the triplets announced that one of the family’s was hosting a ice cream social to say good-bye to them, since they were moving in a few days.

So we had like 20 or thirty kids, and ice cream party that included every topping you could think of, even cereal, and what do you get?

A bunch of hyper kids pushing each other around, one insane game of ultimate Frisbee, way too many hugs, and crazy teenagers daring each other to do crazy things like build a path of tables running down a steep hill, and riding scooters on top of said tables, it lasted for like 5 hours this party. Till 10;30, and then only the teenagers went to the JC room and watched horror movies till 3 in the morning. and played pool, but I wasn’t allowed to go, to the JC room, because of dad and his rules.

It was tons of fun, even if I didn’t get to go to the JC room.

Monday;

Woke up at 4 in the morning, got my school work done by 11, (I home school so I do my school work whenever) hung out with Sophia, just hanging, not that exciting,

Tuesday;

Same as Monday, except we (Lyn, Sophia and me) went to Brookline village from 4 to 7 .

We walked around, went to this ugly hippie old lady store, and an Italian shoes store that was 95 degrees and sold the ugliest most expensive shoes ever, a really cool fair trade store in witch I found a purse that was an exact replica of a purse that one of Mariah’s friend gave her, and we sampled yummy coffee, and played with some rain sticks, then we went to this sunglasses shop, and I found the perfect pair of nerd glasses, Sophia found a pair of Prada glasses she wants and is going to beg her rich grandmother to buy them for her, and Lyn swiped a pocket full of lifesavers, and we all tried on this crazy pair of homemade glasses from the late 80’s for 400 bucks and then we went to the body shop, tried on a million perfumes, and lotions and other flowery crap. Lyn liked it because the sales clerk was flirting with him, Sophia hated it because the sales clerk was flirting with her, and I was just laughing because it was funny,

Went to starbucks to wait to be picked up, drank sodas we brought with us, got weird looks from it.

Looked at the past pictures, took some, erased some, then went back home.

Changed out of the notorious short black dress I can do nothing in except look cute in, changed into a black pair of jeans, a dirty disco tee, and Sophia’s pretty blue scarf, put my hair up Duffy style, watched Josiah make a fool out of himself while Lyn tried to teach him how to skateboard, then rounded up the gang went to the gym, and played hide and go seek, of course, me and Sophia won, goofed off for awhile, and then went home (which is two feet away) then went to bed at 3.

Wednesday:

Did my school work, blah, bah, blah.

Wore black jeans, a white frilly shirt, a tan and black stripped shirt underneath, a black vest a bit too big, a studded belt, Duffy hair, my sunglasses, and black bow peep toe wedges.

Went outside, met this family we knew from camp and there older brother who is very cute, but pretends he knows about music, he knows his bands and band members well, but supposedly plays all kinds of instruments, but never quite knew the terms or notes or cords or anything, which bugged me,

Markella and Eleni came up and we hung out the teenage girls on campus, and all the teenage boys hung out, and after awhile we all just merged into one very large circle discussion on various topics, you know, Simpson, king Kong, god, harry potter, life after death, Marilyn Manson, suicide, sesame street, Shakespeare, kung-fu, and metallic skinny jeans.

You know the typical.

went to babysit Alexia, in the admission building, took me 30 minutes to find the office Sophia was watching him in before, we realised that it was the main room they were in.

After awhile, we decided to roll down the hill, but we didn’t want to get dirty, so we took cardboard boxes, got in them and rolled down the hill in that.

Did that for hours, till almost 9.

Went to bed at 2.

Thursday:
went to target, read my favorite magazine radar, went to subway, ate fresh, all of us girls won a free cookie, and possibly a vacation, cleaned a bit, changed into a spray painted mini skirt, my grandfathers band tee-shirt, and a black shrug and a black scarf. (my equivalent of sweatpants)

Went to the Natick mall, went to a few stores, found the best head band, and a Betsey Johnson dress that made me look twenty pounds less,, bought a box of chicken teriyaki, ate an ice cream cone, put the box of said chicken in my Louis vitton bag, ran to the amc so we wouldn’t miss the movie (sisterhood of the traveling pants 2) got in 16 minutes late,. Ate my chicken in the theater, when the movie was done, we danced to the credits in front of the screen, and theses two people were watching us intensely, it was a bit creepy, just a bit.

Then we went into the bathroom, and did our hair crazy, and goofed around, then got picked up by Sophia’s dad, got nicknames, and discussed the names of each day and how they came about. Then we went to the JC room, and hung with Lilly.

Went home at almost 11 went to bed at 11;11.

sunday through thursday

2008-08-14T17:29:00.000-07:00

Sunday-
tires popped on us, we didn't go to church because of it, waited till 2 to leave, even though we got up to go at 5:30.
we went but traffic was insanity, some people stopped there cars and walked around.
got home in over twice the time.
finally meet Zane's family, played kickball/soccer in mud puddles. Moriah's sneakers final don't look too white now, at all.
got to bed at 3.

Monday-
wore a black vintage dress with black bow peep toes, Betsey Johnson necklace, tons of bracelets, and my new diamonds rings Grammy gave me at the robot connection that siah was in.
went to dark night in imax with Zane, his brother Lyn, super t, siah, and mom.
the entrance to it when you walked in was made of jelly belly's, flowers and bridges and pillars and walls and a 50 feet long and 20 feet high banana split, and there was a black wall with water spirting up and colored lights making the water different colors.

when it was done we stopped at the jelly belly store inside the building and got coffee, hot peppers, and watermelon jelly belly's.
and yummy gummy dinosaurs.

after we got taco bell.
and i also learned how sick teenage boys can be if you wear a short skirt.
after i helped zane's sister (sophia, who is next to me) decorate her room with some of my old magazines.
went to bed at 1.

Tuesday-

woke up at 7:30, ate, got dressed into a black shirt, a poufy high waisted baby blue skirt, a blue cotton dipped dyed scarf borrowed from Sophia, black bow peep shoes, and tons of bracelets.

hung out for a while,changed into a black high waisted skirt, a purple low cut shirt, and the Betsey Johnson necklace and the same shoes, went to cost-co, and savers (a great thrift store), got some more scarfs, a pair of red Salvatore ferragamo wedges for 7 bucks, saw my favorite store clerk ever (who wants to adopt me, she said jokingly once)
hung out at Sophia's more.went home. ate. read a book she gave me.went to bed at 3.

Wednesday-
woke up at 6:30, took a shower, got dressed in a long maxi dress in a key hole pattern, a black dirty disco tee-shirt with blue graphic flowers underneath, and black jeweled flats, and Sophia's Luis Vitton bag.
brought over a big bag of stuff, of which she used none. and we got her and moriah ready to go to the natick mall, which supposdly is the second largest mall in America, but i don't believe them. liers.
went there (the natick mall that is) for 5 hours, and it ended with moriah leaving the keys
in the van door, (or so we thought, she left them in the van, under a pile of books)
and i did school work for a bit,changed into a black sort shift dress, blue tights, a vintage pink and brown and magenta flower print scarf, and black bow peep toe shoes, went over to Sophias,
and then got my hair did, got it loped off, an eintire foot i believe, and mary has a bob and bangs now (as oppsed too a long curly almost drealdocked mess of dirty blond hair)
got my room cleaned, bowrowed a book (24 girls in 7 days, you must read it, it is great, but the cover is tacky) read it, and went to bed at 12:30.

Thursday, today-

woke up at 3, sisters went to drop dad off at the Millaitry base he works at once a month, w
ent to sleep at five,
woke up at twelve, girls were back, wore my new shoes, a spray painted jones new york mini skirt, a brown cashmere sweater, a black fuzzy scarf tied around my neck, and my Golgotha tee-shirt (it's my grandpa's band that got signed and then un-signed)
hung out at Sophia's, then babysat Rebeka and Mary Elizabeth, watched Greek dancing, took the triplets, andre, mary elizabeth, becca, and moriah. we went to the gym down the hill and we played hide and go seek, me and sophia were the a-team, and we found the best hiding spots, and we baked a big fat cookie, and pizza, and more little cookies, and hot cocca,
and then we made a tree swing with a wood bench,
and watched get smart. bye have to go swing in it. bye.

i wanna be french!

2008-08-10T09:30:00.000-07:00

duble-tiped q-tips

2008-08-09T17:40:00.000-07:00

so, i went into the drawer, and i noticed that it the q-tip box said double sided.
and i thought is there really any other kind?
what would be the point of one sided q-tip?
it would just be use-less plastic stick with some cotton stuck on top!
and no sided q-tip?
forget about it !
it would have an identify crises!
Am i a cotton swab or am i no-sided q-tip?!?

sorry, shuting up now.

the big party, spray chesse, pink plastic crowns and other things

2008-08-09T16:38:00.000-07:00

stayed up till 2 last night, proud of myself i went to bed earlier.
woke up at 9 went through the long shower routine.

went to target, as per usual all the cute, fancy slimming dresses are expensive and all the ugly, hannah montana-esque dress were cheap and everybody including my mom were exclamimg how "cute" and "darling" they are.barf.
speaking of nausea inducing things, pickles.
i thought i wouldn't have any of the nice, pretty, fancy chocolate cake, and i would eat a bunch of pickles. and i got sick, in the sandbox that i half buried myself in for fun.

the party was supposed to be better, we were going to have a dance floor in the back or maybe the middle, but nobody did anything, but greet, hug eat, talk, eat, bathroom, eat, say some dumb comment about weather, eat, you get the point.

this party did not rock the depends off, one bit.
but what do expect? it was an 50 anniversary party.

at the end, i gave out pink plastic crowns to a few kids.
and after i went to my other grandmothers for 6 hours, watched Michel Phelps, and my gram ma drooling over him in his speedo, and my grandpa saying he and his speedo were of the devil, and my grandparents getting in a fight about swimming and the devil.

oh, and i had my first spray cheese-ed cracker!
i had never had spray cheese before, who knew aerosol cheese would be so Delicious!

today and cool pic's i am stealing from other blog's cause thier so cool and my camara isn't working.

2008-08-08T18:27:00.000-07:00

woke up to Naomi jumping on me, and Mary being mean (that's all she ever does) siah already left for robot camp, riah also had left for rec.
had to do some chores, watched some of the Doctor who marathon on sci-fi , went with b to get her hair painted, got my hair twisted the french way, picked up siah, read for an hour in the car whilst b went in wal-mart to buy more supplies for the big party, went and decorated the place were renting for the party,went back to b and Darrell's for pizza had aunt uncle, Naomi, charlie, Donna, and Derward.
i can't wait to go home though, I've been b's personal slave, i haven't been able to be social, except c.a.p. and swimming lessons.

i made some friends here in Maine at civil air patrol, but mostly dudes as per usual, although i love c.a.p. this week was good-bye week, ugh ssssssoooooo many hugs!
last week was fun week we watched some dumb movie called October sky which i regret suggesting, and the week before that we shot off different types of rockets, the week before that was nothing remarkable, as was the week before that.

wensday

2008-08-07T09:10:00.000-07:00

stayed up till 3 in the morning the night before, and woke up at 8 in the morning.

tried on 10 outfits, finally i found one i liked and my picky grandmother liked too.
a star wars junk food tee that is purple and a blue pinstriped high waisted old navy skirt, with black all natural peep toe bow wedges.

went shopping for moriah, for the big party, the fall season of old navy is really cute for kids, moriah got a really cute navy blue dress with ruffles.
we also went to l.l.bean and she also got a pink backpack, and we napped in those big comfy chairs, whilst b went shopping in there.

we also took one of our distant cousin that probably isn't even related to us.

then we went swimming and had underwater wrestling and kung-fu.
our step-great-aunt and her adopted daughter and our step-great-grandmother also came.
fun, i guess.

"Katy Perry Ur So Gay Lyrics"

2008-08-05T10:04:00.000-07:00

I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf
While jacking off listening to Mozart
You b*tch and moan about LA
Wishing you were in the rain reading Hemingway
You don’t eat meat
And drive electrical cars
You’re so indie rock it’s almost an art
You need SPF 45 just to stay alive

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like

You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal
You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal
Secretly you’re so amused
That nobody understands you
I’m so mean cause I cannot get you outta your head
I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead
I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like…

You walk around like you’re oh so debonair
You pull ‘em down and there’s really nothing there
I wish you would just be real with me

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys

etc.....

red bull****

2008-08-04T22:12:00.000-07:00

I like red bull and all, but i have a slight problem with there motto.

"it gives you wings" it claims many times, but yet every time i drink it i don't get wings, i tried everything.

i even once downed 5 or 6 cans just to get those Pegasus-like wings, that the cartoon characters so proudly flaunt, instead i stayed up for 42 hours.

nothing.

i tried pills and red bull.

no wings.

a friend of mine suggested hallucinogens, but I'm not going to go that far. not yet, anyways.

i am a disappointed consumer.

a style also has a personality, like so...

2008-08-04T22:09:00.002-07:00

You've got some really cool and not so cool styles out there.

a lot of the times a style also has a personality, like so...

1.)punk (too pink and black for my taste, and too many kitsy stars and
skulls.This person is a little odd, random, likes having fun sometimes a little
too much although they don't like a lot of people )

2.) boho-chic (and i am not talking about an outfit you may have seen at
express, its too flow-y and earthy for my taste.this person cares for people and
animals, but is a free spirit)

3.) girly (dresses and gloves in pastel not so much, however, in darker edgier
colors and a pale funky vintage scarf, tied to the bag it looks better.this
person likes to go all out and is sweet if wearing pastel and dark colors this
person is nice occasionally but don't mess with them. )

4.)frump (this person wears a tee faded jeans and a pair of old beat up Nikes.
does not try at anything in life. most of the time slightly funny.)

5.) surfer (a cross between 4 and ; 2)

there are many more, but these are basic.

i prefer dark girly.

Ways to Know you're Cheap!

2008-08-04T22:09:00.001-07:00

10.)You attend a weekly coupon club.

9.)You've been driving on the spare tire for over three months.

8.)Fast food is your idea of fine dining.

7.)You spend more time counting change during a single week than you spend at church.

6.)You're outraged when the price of a can of soda goes up a nickel.

5.)You haven't purchased a name brand product in the past ten years.

4.)You take the pennies from the container next to the cash register.

3.)Your family gets presents a week after Christmas because you love that fifty-percent discount.

2.)Matinee. Every time.

1.)Ramen flavors correspond to days of the week in your home

Reasons to have Children!

2008-08-04T22:08:00.000-07:00

10.)You need the tax deductions.

9.)You always have leftovers and they always go bad.

8.)Your parents just gave you all the books you read as a child, and you need someone to pass them on to.

7.)Disney vacations always seem to be for families of four.

6.)You like to wake up in the middle of the night. You might as well make use of the time.

5.)Your pet monkey gets lonely.

4.)You like to obey that saying "Try everything once."

3.)You really want to be nagged in 13 years, and you don't want to have access to your phone for the next five years after that.

2.)It's fashionable.

1.)You're in enough debt already. What difference could a few kids make?

one in the morning

2008-08-04T21:49:00.000-07:00

as the tile indicates, its one in the morning. typical of me.

Darell is still playing guitar in the recording studio, but i can still hear him loud and clear with ear plugs on.

Getting bit to death by mosquito's, the only thing i hate other than Maine hillbillies are Maine mosquito breeding grounds, and ours is the largest breeding ground in the state.

this is how i feel like:

blah.blahblahblah . blah.

2008-08-04T11:19:00.000-07:00

Saturday to Monday in a nutshell

Saturday:
Sat around,watched t.v., made some skits, planing our you tube account, already got tons of hype from friends and friends of friends and so on.
Was going to go shopping for skinny jeans (preferably gray so as to dip-dye the bottom half Burgundy) instead wound up going grocery shopping.
Whilst my brother got to go to a big concert with my grandfather (he is a sound technician, so we get in for free, and get backstage passes to the coolest new bands) which sucked like a blood thirsty vampire.

Sunday ;
went to church, went shopping for real this time, didn't buy any clothes, although i bought a packet of build-your-own-monster stickers for 50 cents that are really cool, and a new note book (i can never have enough, I'm always have one or 3 with me)
Grammy went tanning, we were going to have a party, but our aunt and uncle's plane was delayed, so we went through 5 hours of getting ready, and yelling at each other.
Learned that one of my friends who lived with his dad, the rest of his family moved in from California, where supposedly he has tons of famous friends.

Monday;
hanging out, had to clean a bit, because the aforementioned party is planed for tonight.
watched some mad TV, read "the princess bride" , ate some hummus and pita bread
(best snack ever) blog a bit and check my e-mail.
Talked to mom for a bit, she invited said friend to dark night in imax as soon as we get home, so Zane (that's his name) and his brother, and mom and me and Josiah (my brother) and my mom's friend Terrell are going to see it.

All of sisters and my brother are gone at day camp, Josiah is at a robotics camp and Moriah and Mary are at a recreation camp, and as usually riah got a billion friends and Mary got shunned, and because I'm older i can watch my self, I'm alone ( except Darrel my uber cool step-grand father and black Sabbath playing really loud throughout our surround system)

Although i did realise the house is kinda of creepy with no one around and loud heavy metal.
Of course what do you expect it a really big house that is black and purple.

have to go.
i'll blog more later.

funiest song ever !

2008-07-31T09:16:00.001-07:00

Robots (aka Humans Are Dead) (taken from the live 2003 performance)
The Humans are Dead - (Robots) live version by Flight of the Conchords [Robot1=Bret, Robot2=Jermaine, Dissident robot=Jermaine, PRSHRV Robot=Jermaine. Thanks to Fawad for writing these up

Sung robotically:
Both: The distant future Both: The year 2000
Both: The distant future Both: The year 2000
Both: The distant future Both: The distant future
Spoken robotically:
Robot 1: No more agriculture
Robot 2: No more war
Robot 1: Nope. No more racism
Robot 2: No more fighting, squabbling, or rumbling
Robot 1: No m--No more yogurt
Robot 2: No more difficult access ways. Stairs, basically.
Robot 1: Stairs. You mean stairs.
Robot 2: No more stairs.
Robot 1: Nope. Uh.
Robot 2: The future is quite different to the present
Robot 1: Yes. What with there being no stairs and all.
Robot 2: And most importantly…no more humans.
Sung robotically: Both: Finally, robotic beings rule the world!
Both: The humans are dead.
Both: The humans are dead.
Both: We used poisonous gases
Both: And we poisoned their asses.
Robot 1: The humans are dead.
(Robot 2: Yes they are dead.)
Robot 1: The humans are dead.
(Robot 2: I confirm they are dead.)
Robot 1: It had to be done.
(Robot 2: They look like they’re dead.)
Robot 1: So that we could have fun.
(Robot 2: I poked one, it was dead.)
Robot 1: Their system of oppression
Robot 2: What did it lead to?
Robot 1: Global robot depression
Robot 2: Robots ruled by people.
Robot 1: They had so much aggression
Both: That we just had to kill them
Both: Had to shut their systems down.
Spoken robotically:
Robot dissident: Don't you see? We are becoming just like them?
Other robots: Silence! Destroy him!
Sung robotically:
Robot 1: After time we grew strong.
Robot 2: Developed cognitive powers.
Robot 1: They made us work for too long.
Robot 2: For unreasonable hours.
Both: Our programming determined
Both: That the most efficient answer Both: Was to shut their motherboard-fucking systems dow-ow-ow-a-own.
Spoken robotically:
Pensive robot with Stephen Hawking robo-voice: Can't we just talk to the humans? A little understanding could make things better. Can't we talk to the humans and work together, now?
Both: No! Because they are dead!
Sung robotically:
Robot 1: I said the humans are dead.
(Robot 2: The humans are dead.)
Robot 1: The humans are dead.
(Robot 2: Yay. Dead-dead-dead.)
Robot 1: We used poisonous gases.
(Robot 2: With traces of lead.)
Robot 1: To poison their asses.
(Robot 2: Actually, their lungs.)

Robot 2: Binary solo:
Robot 1: 0000001 Robot 1: 00000011 Robot 1: 0000001 Robot 1: 00000011!
Robot 1: 0000001 Robot 2: 0h, 0h! Robot 1: 0000001 Robot 2: 0h, 0h! Robot 1: 0000001 Robot 2: 0h, 0h! Robot 1: 0000001! Robot 2: 0ne, 0h!

Both: Once again without emotion: Both: The humans are dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-d--* (shut off)

A.D.H.D.

2008-07-31T08:39:00.000-07:00

I'm jealous. everybody else has a.d.hd. and i don't.
it's not fair, i bet they don't even have it.

maybe if i slip the doc a few bucks, I'll miraculously come down with it.
or maybe i can hang with people who already have it, and I'll catch it, like mono or the cold.
until then I'll be pretending i do have it.

the past week

2008-07-31T07:29:00.000-07:00

sorry, i haven't posted in a bit.
J.E.R.M. was reunited for 2 days only , i had my birthday , and no computer.

God, i love being in J.E.R.M. (it consists of Josiah, me, Rachel, and Moriah.) we are the less exiting equivalent of Phineas and Pherb.
here is the list of things we did:

swimming, band practice (with my grandfathers bands) , hiking, sexy contest, making flower crowns, picture contest, played with bunny's, had a fashion photo shoot, found a pretty rare leopard spotted frog in a puddle ( in my grandfathers 150-acre backyard) , watched one of the best movies ever (drop dead gorgeous), went to the state fair from start to finish (noon to midnight, of which we went on the mix-up 9 times and the freak out around 10 times)

have to go!

pics of my sis

2008-07-24T11:00:00.000-07:00

well, as the title indicates, these are pictures of my sister, photographed by moi.

Funny Commercials

2008-07-23T19:29:00.000-07:00

Don't get me wrong, I love funny commercials. They make watching TV easier, almost bearable. The sad thing is that sometimes the commercial is funnier than the supposed "funny sitcom".
The thing is, I don't wind up buying the product. Why? Well, I'm stubborn. If I find a product I like, I'm not gonna stop using the product. (Unless they discontinue it. By the way, curse you, Suave Lavender No-Tears Baby Shampoo!)
Also, 99.99953% of the time, the said "funny commercial" is masking the fact that it's a sucky product. I mean if it's a cool product, and we know it, why do we need to have a funny and/or creative commercial to alert us of its hypercoolness? Most companies who gain popularity with a cool product and then come up with a cool commercial to alert us even more of its coolness keep their commercials for a while and rarely show them. (Hello, iPod commercial!)
So if it's a good product, if it changes its commercials, does that mean that its popularity is dwindling? I don't know. I'm just bored and ranting.

(Written by Beth, transcribed by Rachel, her super awesome mega hyper awesome awesome friend, you can tell by the lack of grammatical errors)

the non-blog

2008-07-23T19:25:00.000-07:00

this is not a blog.
this is an anti-blog.
yes, you read me.
why, you may ask?
because, i have nothing to blog about.