The Hunger Games.

Alright. Let me clear some things up.

The Hunger Games is a very good story. (Not super good, but very good) It has an interesting, if somewhat gruesome, plot and once you start reading it it's hard to put it down. I was slightly disappointed by the last book, but it was a good ending all the same.

I'd highly recommend going to see the movie. It's not exactly like the book... they did change a few things... but it's a great adaptation of it. Obviously, the book is always better because you get to know and understand the characters far better than you would from just watching a movie. And also in the book, it's written from the main character's point of view so you always know what she's thinking. In the movie you don't.

But still, even though they cut out some parts and change a few things, it's extremely close to the book.

Go see it!

Sunrise.

I got to go to the beach today to see the sun rise. It was so beautiful! I took this picture around 7:30ish. It was so awesome to see (:

I took a couple of other pictures too...

Right before the sun came up.

Footprints

Shop Till You Drop.

I never truly understood those words until this weekend. I've been searching and searching and searching for a bathing suit. It's ridiculous. I either pay $5,000,000 for one or I look like a total slut. It's awful.

I finally found one.

And I still have to shop for some more shirts to wear on my vacation. All my old summer clothes don't fit anymore, and the only other shirts that I own have long sleeves. It's soooo hard to find cute clothes! Arrrg. But when I do find an outfit that fits, looks cute, and is affordable, I feel so very successful. I feel like I'm a hunter who has finally caught it's prey. Of course that's being a bit melodramatic. But it's still a great feeling to go on a successful shopping trip.

Spanish. Public Speaking. And Phobias.

Spanish class. My best and worst subject.

How is this possible?

Well, perhaps it has something to do with my irrational fear of public speaking. Public speaking meaning speaking in front of more than three people. Maybe four, depending on how well I know them.

When my teacher asks me something privately, or at least when no one else is listening, it's like I'm half hispanic and I've been speaking Spanish along with English my whole life. (Okay, exaggeration...) But then when I'm called on in class to answer something.... it's like... "hablo..... que... how-do-you-pronounce-that.... I-don't-remember-what-this-word-means..." You get the picture. lol It's actually pretty funny, at least for my close friends. They don't really understand my phobia.

They really don't get it. When I get up to present any school project, my entire body shakes, my heart races, and I swear I forget how to breathe. And I totally suck at pretending that I'm not nervous. Oh my word.

In any other situation, if I'm a little nervous but not petrified, I just get really quiet. I was actually texting one of my friends not too long ago, and I happened to mention how I get super nervous before school dances. He was like, "What...? You are?" I was like, "Yeah, but I mean I get nervous no matter what when I'm around guys. Why do you think I'm always so quiet around you guys?" He said he'd never really thought of that before. That's what a lot of people think.

"She's just shy."


Story of my life. But it's not too bad, people always assume the quiet one is sweet and kind. Like seriously, you don't know how many times classmates have written that in my yearbooks.

"You're so sweet and kind! I'm going to miss you over the summer!"

As much as I detest the whole "shy and quiet" label, it's always nice to have that kind of reputation with people to begin with. So I suppose my nervousness is sometimes a good thing? (:

Btw.

Oh. By the way.

Don't try to get a tan when it's not sunny outside. It doesn't work very well.

And your sister and one of her friends might laugh at you.

College Kid?

Whoa. Weirdddddd.

I'm dual-enrolling next year, which means technically I'm a college student as well as a high school student. I mean no one thinks that way. But still. I'll be taking college level courses and I get high school credit as well as college credit.

I'm going to have so much school work..... -_____-

Laziness and other nightmares.

Okay. I get it. You're tired and don't want to do the dishes. Maybe for a second I would think you're lazy, but I actually did the same thing a couple of days ago. So I'll let it slide.

That's not the kind of "lazy people" that I'm talking about. I'm talking about those people who are generally lazy. Like, they don't care about money, grades, responsibilities, or anything. They're the people who 'dance through life'-go see the musical Wicked- and get away with it. It's annoying.

It's those people who say they're going to do great things, and then they don't work hard for it. A lot of the times, as far as school and teenagers are concerned, it's the super smart kids who are the laziest. They've never really had to work for good grades so they don't try. And other times, it's the kids who think they're stupid, so they play it up and don't try. That way, if they fail, no one will think twice.

I'd rather try and fail than be considered stupid to begin with. But I can certainly sympathize with those people. I'm afraid to be laughed at. Oh sure, you say, isn't everybody? I guess so. For me it doesn't matter if it's a giggle, a loud laugh, or whatever. Even if it's not directed at me. If I hear someone laugh in class, and I don't know who or what they're laughing at... and I have even just an inkling of an idea that they might be laughing at me... I freak. I can't breathe, I start to shake, and I'm paralyzed. Like I can't think and I can't focus. There's a reason for that. But it's not one that I'm interested in sharing on a public blog right now.

But you're smart. I'm sure you could figure it out somehow.

Anyways, I can sympathize with people not wanting to fail. Not wanting to get laughed at. But either way, people who are just generally lazy because they can be? #Don'tUnderstandThosePeople

Spring Break equals sand, saltwater, and hopefully tans not sunburns.

Oh Spring Break, how I've missed you!

Third quarter in high school can kick you're butt. With the last minute grades and homework and tests, I almost died. But the relief of a Spring Break is always worth it. I just got a super cute new bathing suit, and I'll be spending almost the entire week at the beach. 

Like I said, I'm hoping for a really nice tan and not a really bad sunburn D: 

This is going to be a fun week(: