Tuesday, June 22, 2010

If I were...

If I were a gemstone, I'd be an emerald.
If I were a scent, I'd be the earth after a rain.
If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be my green converse.
If I were the weather, I'd be rain falling while the sun is still shining.
If I were a facial expression, I'd be a wink.
If I were a car, I'd have my windows rolled down so I could breathe in the air.
If I were a time of day, I'd be sunrise.
If I were a month, I'd be April.
If I were a place, I'd be a forest.
If I were a liquid, I'd be a Raspberry Italian Creme Soda.
If I were a taste, I'd be fruity.
If I were an animal, I'd be a lightning bug.
If I were an a sea animal, I'd be a sea turtle.
If I were a food, I'd be a pear jelly bean.
If I were a color, I'd be teal.
If I were a dessert, I'd be creme brulee.
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be the piano. (Sorry Kaley. I copied :P)
If I were a flower, I'd be a lily.
If I were a song, I'd be "Free to be Me" by Francesca Battistelli.
If I were a planet, I'd be Neptune.
If I were an object, I'd be a crayon.
If I were a fruit, I'd be a mango.
If I were a sound, I'd be the sound of waves.
If I were a day of the week, I'd be Thursday.

Inspiration was found at this lovely young lady's blog :) Now go make your own!

Saturday, June 12, 2010

To run or not. That's my quandary.

Eeehhh...maybe later. Humidity and 88 degree weather are not on my side.

It's a lovely lazy Saturday morning with lots of sunshine and a pinch of depression mixed in. Bryan flew off to NYC for his internship at unspeakable hours this morning. I stumbled downstairs so I could give him one last hug and fell asleep halfway up the stairs after he left. I then woke up 10 minutes after his flight left and a big wave of maaaanimmamissthatguy swept over me.

So I got up, got a sticky bun, and then realized I should write a blog post. And then I realized I had nothing to really blog about, besides the fact that I was eating a sticky bun and NOT running. I truthfully think that sticky buns are one of the most wonderful substances ever invented by man. And I also truthfully think that running in Houston proves one's inner insanity.

I'd post pictures, but I'm writing on Andy's laptop and I dun have no pictures on here. Bah.

Maybe later.


Monday, June 7, 2010

I have decided something.

I am going to post at least once a week every week this summer, as long as I'm home.

Now this is where YOU come in.

If I do not post once every week this summer, you have every single right to yell at me, scream at me, shout at me, etc. In fact, I'm begging you to.

So let's start with the past seven days to catch up.

Last Tuesday, I realized that June had begun and I really needed to hustle to get whatever school I have left done if I ever wanted to have a real moment of summertime. I promptly began despairing about this because I really do have a loooot more of World History left than I really want to have left and I saw absolutely no possibility of ever finishing that enormous behemoth of a book. But I set up a schedule for myself, which I uh...haven't really gotten to yet, but there IS a reason.

My lovely grandmother arrived from Wyoming on Wednesday, and so I was busy helping my mom try to get our guestroom ready (which wasn't an easy task since Bryan's suitcase had pretty much erupted all over and even though he tried stuffing it back in there, he wasn't extremely successful), AND I had to practice piano since I had a lesson with the guru that day, and I really had to work on a Kabalevsky Toccata which I couldn't wait to be done with (and he did end up letting me off of it that day! woot woot for practicing). So with all that, no, I didn't get around to my World History. But I DID read a chapter of chemistry on the way to Sugarland and back without falling asleep, so I don't feel too bad about the whole thing.

Thuuursday, I got up at 5:30, showered, ate a muffin, then went on the road to the Sapps' beautiful home, where we picked up the amazing Grace, Joey, and Mrs. Sapp to go to Andrew Pudewa's conference for brillant writing and all that jazz. But it was actually a lot better than I expected! Except for the fact that my first timed essay was really horrible, and my second one was pretty much all made up (which is actually ACCEPTABLE by the SAT people. So don't judge me). Especially the part where I said Handel was inspired by a performance by Scarlatti--even though I don't think they ever even met. But it was still fun. Pudewa's name is fun to say, and he's a very funny person when he's not talking about Dress Up's and Sentence Openers. And the Sapps are just awesomely fun to hang out with, so it was automatically fun. Ending the day with a phone call from Kaley and then remembering I had church music practice 30 minutes after the practice had started, it was a lovely day.

Friday, I left to babysit my wonderful charges at 8:00 in the morning. It all went smashingly, besides the fact that the 3 year old almost ate his older sister's medicine, the 9 year old almost fainted, and that I had to clean up nigh unmentionable substances from the 3 year old's underwear. But I survived it all, and lived to tell the tale. And then I got to go to my FIRST REAL BASEBALL GAME EVER, when I saw the Astros play the Cubs, and I HAD FUN. I never thought I'd have fun at a baseball game where I didn't know anybody. But I did. And I got cotton candy, and the Astros won, so it was a good deal all around.

Saturday, Andy graduated from high school, leaving me the last kid still not in college. I'm gonna miss having him around...a lot. But he'll only be 45 minutes away, so it's not terrible. Just bad.

Sunday was lazy and thunderstormy. And just perfect in general. God is so wonderful :)

And today! Did I do any World History, you ask? No. But I did practice piano a lot. And that's a bad excuse. I need you guys to keep me accountable for that too. Send me an email. No, even better, CALL ME! Just tell me to get it done or I can't go to camp. (I'd go to camp anyway, but I really need incentive.)

Tomorrow is the last day with my grandma while she's here, so my mom and I are taking her to Rice Village to see all there is to see. Should be fun, I say!

And now, I's tired and I's going night-night. Sweet dreams, loves!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Hello blog.
Yes, I know. I'm horrible. Forgive me?
Awww, thanks.
So yes. I suppose I should update you all who need updating...life is, as always, uneventful. School is going smashingly as I'm cramming in every single last minute to get things done before the end of May (which is coming up WAY too soon.). You may ask, "Why on earth is Haley writing a blog post when she SHOULD be doing World History?" And you have every right to ask that. And you have every right to scold me because I really don't have a legit answer for you besides the fact that I haven't blogged for an unseemly long amount of time. Which, if I really did write profound blog posts, wouldn't be such a bad thing. But I don't write profound blog posts. But you guys still read this stuff, so I'll humor ye.
Piano/orchestra/band is going good. I'm trying to up my practice time...which hasn't been terribly hard so far. God's been gracious and has added hours in the day when I can just be musical. I'm trying out for the Houston Virtuosi on May 15...it's a pretty prestigious youth orchestra, and I'm way excited...it'll be nice to actually have a conductor with a music degree. Heh. And I've been given hope today, because a violinist in my orchestra who's in it told me all the flutes are graduating, which meeeaaaannnsss there are SPACES for me! Now just to audition...please pray I don't completely flub it :S
Aaaand this is old news. I got my permit. But I drove on a FEEDER road next to the INTERSTATE. It was scary. And a guy flipped me off (even though HE crossed a double white line and cut me off. I honked at him. He wasn't happy. Hence the flipping.) But it was fun to go 50 >:D
I'm now on the Worship Team at church, which has been AMAZING. Worshipping God is one of my favorite things to do. Period. I never get tired of it, and I wish I could do it all the time. God has blessed me with an opportunity to share the gift He's given me with those around me and to spread His glory and fame.
This is...interesting. Because when I first moved here, I thought my life was going to end. I saw absolutely no light at the end of my horrible self-pity tunnel. My only hope was to just let go of all of my selfish sorrow, and let God show me why He put me here. He didn't show me at first, which drove me crazy, pointing out a (but most definitely not the only) flaw in me that I seriously needed to see: Impatience and reluctance to completely let go and give God control. What I thought was silence from God wasn't silence at all. He was working, but I just couldn't see it until months later. I know that He wants to use me, and I'm willing to listen to what He tells me to do, and I can praise Him all the more for His faithfulness and love.
Isn't God AWESOME?!
Ok. I'm done. Go on with your lives. Night blogland.
[edit: all my spaces between paragraphs ran away to join the circus. That's why my whole post looks like one big glob of mess.]

Friday, January 29, 2010

Dear oh dear...I've quite neglected my blog. This is bad.
In unrelated news, I started knitting socks!
All thanks to my deariest Graciella :)
So. Life!
Summed up. :O
I've now entered "old" teenagerhood, which most of you know. I can now legally drive(but only if I complete 14 hours of driving practice, after obtaining my permit, which I can't get until I finish Drivers' Ed, which doesn't exist online anymore and that means I have to go take it with *gasp* REAL PEOPLE and NOT my dear sweet mother, who I know would do a better job anyway), get a job, and of course, start feeling incredibly old whenever I tell people my age(only after a sputter of fou-fift-no, sixteen!) (yes, this does mean that I recently almost told someone I was 14, not too long ago.) (parentheses ftw!!)
My uneventful life keeps me pretty busy, trying to catch up on World History, and fingering through the PSAT study guide hesitantly. Any free time I have, I'm most likely at my computer, furiously clicking away, trying to make pictures look how I want them to. May I add here that Adobe Lightroom is the best? Thanks.
I painted my toenails bright blue today. But you didn't need to know that.
Ooh, and I started a Mozart piano Sonata too. It's lovely. You've probably heard it.
I leave you with 1 Peter 5:7.
Cast all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.
Isn't God just wonderful?
Have happy days!

Monday, January 11, 2010

Random thought of the Day
I really really love doing chemistry at night.
Well, I really love doing chemistry anytime...so it's not like that's a surprise...
But yes. I just thought that should be declared to the world.
Aren't reactions just lovely?
Oohhhh, TALK about a rhetorical question!

Monday, January 4, 2010

Random Thought of the Day:

I realized today that I really love beginnings. (Stargirl moment! Ah!)

If only I can just view every Monday that way...