really? really?

So I guess i don't post on here enough...Its hard to think of entertaining things to write about though.

One thing that is entertaining me right now is the special effects in black and white movies. Its pretty genius actually. I'm watching Its a Wonderful Life and its supposed to be snowing outside and they are blowing snow up from the bottom and of the window. Its pretty cool looking. They have some cool special effects these days, but they had to be a lot more creative back then. Its a little bit cooler.



Oh yeah. Best movie ever: (besides Superbad--of course) Juno. If you haven't seen it you totally should. It stars Ellen Page (not to be confused with stupid Ellen Pompeo from Greys Anatomy) and Michael Cera (who I adore from superbad) and she gets pregnant from him and decides to put the kid up for adoption and its just a really super cute and adorable movie. It's good because I thought she was just a dumb little emo girl in the beginning, but she's actually really individual, which is legit because I'm getting really tired of emos. no joke. I mean really, doesn't it get old? Cause it got old for me the second I saw the tapered pants and same-3-chord guitar songs played over and over agian.



Another good movie is I am Legend with Will Smith. Its an actual legit scary movie, the first in a while actually. Although there are a lot of jumpy-scary scenes, I thought that the way that they made the "zombie" (infected people, whatever they are called) act was the scariest. Because they still acted like humans in some scenes...which scared the crap out of me.

And for those of you who enjoy Will Smith, there is a scene of him showing off his uber-buff bod doing pull ups.



Good times.

But I'm off to wait for Santa. I remember back when I couldn't sleep on Christmas Eve because I was just so excited for the presents. Now its more like Whoooooo sleep! Because as exciting as presents are, I just don't feel that it is necessary to give up an entire night of sleep to wait for them. They'll be there when I wake up and I'll be more able to enjoy them and hopefully look a little more bright eyed in the pictures. Which reminds me...I have to put on cute PJs and possibly some make up or atleast brush my hair so that I can look somewhat presentable in the pictures. You might say "oh it doesn't matter, it'll look natural!" No. It does matter. Because often times, the christmas pictures are the only ones that survive through the decades....is that really how you want to be remembered? I'll pass on that. But kudos if you don't mind generations of relatives seeing you tired and red-eyed trying to suck down a cup of coffee as fast as possible trying to wake up a little more while you unwrap presents. Its just more relaxing. of course i would rather that no pictures were taken because sometimes its hard to hold the surprised, joyful look long enough for people to fumble around with the camera and take the picture. Cause as good as the present may be, you can really only be surprised once. but I guess if i'm getting a present, one picture isn't really too much to ask...

Its about time...

So basically I haven't posted on here in forever. I'm been super super busy and so blogging isn't wayyy high on my list of things, to do, i'm not going to lie, its a little bit below myspace on my priorities.

So...my life is pretty much the same, I work at Ivars, only I'm a manager now, and I still go to school and it SUUUUUUCKS.

Also, I'm really tired of people starting Christmas things before Thanksgiving even happens. STOP IT. Christmas is long and over hyped enough as it is. At least wait until thanksgiving is over. seriously. Longer would be better, but I can deal with after thanksgiving.

Anyways, I'm going to go to bed and take a shower and maybe get some sleep

The DieCoaster

So I'm nearing the end of the longest vacation I've ever taken from work since I started...It's driving me crazy. Now, I'm not complaining too much, 2 weeks in florida + a week of cheer camp makes for a little vacation from real life, but being the workaholic that I am, I spend a good part of each day thinking about how many hours I could be working and wondering what I'm missing out on at work. My best friend just started working there, and I'd wanted to be there to train her...and I talk to my boss like everyday...in the form of texting and myspace. It's awesome. But florida is very nice, although I feel restless most of the time cause I have nothing to do, its nice to spend some time with the family and just sit around. And crazy roller coasters make it a whole lot better...My favorites so far are the Dueling Dragons (at Universal Studios) and The Kraken at SeaWorld. I never thought that one of my favorite roller coasters would live at a park full of dolphins that only has about 3 rides in it, but really, this roller coaster was awesome. It had all kinds of crazy turns and twists that I've never felt on a roller coaster before. It was crazy.

Also, I rode the world's tallest skycoaster. I'm not gonna lie, it scared the crap out of me. Basically you lay in this teeny tiny little harness thing that wraps around you and it pull you 300 feet in the air then lets you go....my hands are getting sweaty thinking about it.

Yeah.....This thing.

So my brother, my sister and I all went at the same time. And somehow I ended up beinig the one that has to pull the cord to let us go...Sweet! not! The guys at the bottom were really unclear about what was going on and ingored any questions we asked.

guy #1: "We're going to say '1,2,3 fly' and then you pull the cord, ok?"

Me: Uhhh...what cord?

Guy #1: ...

me: uhhh ok.

So we start going up...and up....and up. And when we get about 250 feet in the air I had a thought...how am I supposed to hear them say "1,2,3 fly"??? I could barely see them, much less hear them. And which cord was I supposed to pull? ? what if the cord I pulled was the emergency release for my harness...All of this flashed through my mind as we dangled 300 feet above a pond thingie...I tried to see how deep it was and wondered if I would be able to dive in to it. Then I hear a little voice saying "1, 2, 3, fly!" My guardian Angel? I think not, It was a little recording box.

I took a deep breath and pulled the cord.

Wow.

It was crazy. I'm totally going sky diving the first chance I get, cause I was awesome, but also the scariest thing I've ever felt in my life. Kind of like when you're on a rollercoaster and it goes down that first hilla nd youlift up out of your seat a little bit...like that. Only with no huge plastic shoulder harness to hold you down. But that part only lasted a few seconds before we were caught by the rope and started swinging. From there it was just fun.

In other news, I totally love shopping here. I got a nice shirt and two skirts for less then $40. Very nice.

Dubya again...

REPORTER: Mr. President, music is one of our largest exports the country has. Currently, every country in the world -- except China, Iran, North Korea, Rwanda and the United States -- pay a statutory royalty to the performing artists for radio and television air play. Would your administration consider changing our laws to align it with the rest of the world? DUBYA: Help. Maybe you've never had a President say this -- I have, like, no earthly idea what you're talking about. Sounds like we're keeping interesting company, you know? Look, I'll give you the old classic. Contact my office, will you? I really don't -- I'm totally out of my lane. I like listening to country music, if that helps.
-- No, that really doesn't help at all. But at least you admitted you were completely out of your depth. That's a first. Nashville, Tennessee, Jul. 19, 2007

www.dubya speak.com

Wow. really. This is our president? Reading over the fresh dubya quotes on Dubyaspeak I am shocked at what an idiot our president is. Really, I don't even know what to say about it. But as pissed as I am at him for being an idiot, its the people who voted for him (or frauded the votes) who i want to read that. oh well, only a year left anyways

Just how addicted to coffee am I?

According to the coffee addiction quiz on www.allthetests.com I scored 63 out of 70 points for a coffee addiction... Apparently that's a bad thing because it ended the little summary of my score by warning me against the dangers of drinking coffee too much such as yellow teeth. Well, yellow schmellow. Maybe they've never heard of tooth paste, but its actually quite useful for cleaning teeth...shocking. Either way, the quiz is ridiculous. Maybe they should take in to account the fact the maybe some of us need coffee to get through the day at work. Now, some of you might think that that is a slight exaggeration...and if you are and you're sitting behind your desk sans coffee then you should just be thankful that you do get to sit at your desk all day. Coffee is an essential part of an Ivar's workers life. To the extent that the 3 coffee places around us know us and our orders. Because when you spend the day answering the same questions over and over again, what else is there to do besides drink a lot of coffee? It gives a glimmer of hope at the beginning of a seemingly endless 8 hour shift...and in the middle...and at the end. Its just great. And while I'm sure that I'm doing plenty of damage with my exessive coffee drinking, its worth it. Because it tastes delicious and its a good picker upper.
Not that I don't like my job, because I do. It's great. But frying food can get a little old after a while. I found out today that I've worked 826 hours since I started working there a year ago. Actually 832 because I worked 6 today. I'm almost working full time hours now, I think I have 37 this week. But its fun. Its kind of like this little competition to see how many hours I can get. not like I have much better to do. Anyways. I love coffee.

peace out

B-I-N-G-O...not your Grandma's game

So I went to play Bingo with some people from work and some of my friends tonight. We went to the hardcore late-night bingo session, the one with the big prizes that goes from 10:30-2am. So I got my little card and a dabber ink blot thing and go and sit down. I didn't really do too well, I can pretty close to winning a few times and I'm sure I'll win next time (Haha) but the thing that amazed me most was how prepared some of the old ladies were. Like, this one lady sitting across from us was totally ready for anything! She had a bingo bag, which I never knew existed before now, but its this amazing little bag that holds all your little ink dabbers and then it even has a pocket in the middle for anything else you might need. Well this lady must have needed like 20 bingo bags because she had about 8 dabbers around her in a little half circle (to keep her fellow bingo players from copying? ) and then a Beanie Baby and a bottle of water, a glass of juice and a little zip lock bag of snacks....now that, is hard core bingo. Either way, I was hella jealous because she won and I can only hope that I end up cool enough to be playing bingo and actually win when I'm old.

So for those of you who have never been to a Bingo Hall I strongly encourage you to go because it is way more intense than it sounds. And even though it might be sad that at almost 18 years old my idea of fun on a friday night is playing bingo, its pretty fun when you're with friends...see what happens when you live in Edmonds?...Oh well, only one more year until I can Party like a Rockstar in college. Totally dude!

High jump

For those of you who don't know, high jump has been the love of my life since I started it in 8th grade. And that's about as close as I'm ever going to get to my dream of being a gymnast who starts when she is 3 and goes to the olympics when she is 14. Anyways, When I was in 8th grade I thought I was really cool. And I was...for an 8th grader who thought she was the shit. So I started track and since I could make the opening height of 3'6", I got to be a high jumper. And now 19 inches higher, I've made a cute little collection of picture of my progress. Why? Because I have nothing better to do at midnight then put off writing a cheer and going to sleep.



The pictures start in 9th grade because there aren't any pictures of my in 8th grade because I'm pretty sure that digital cameras and computers werent invented back then.

So this first one is me at 4A Districts in 2005, the end of my freshman year. I jumped 4'8" in the first meet of the year and ended up with a PR (personal record) of 4'10". I'm pretty sure this was 4'6" or 4'8" but this was the last meet of the season and the first meet that I jumped 4'10". I didn't place, but I also didn't get last so I was probably about the middle loser. very nice.

It was my first year jumping in high school and we didn't have a jump coach, so the majority of our practice time was spent lounging around on the mat while the boys came over and hung around us...we accomplished a lot. Actually we did; I jumped with Kelsey and Sammy we were really cool.


Next year=10th grade/2006

Very cool year. Not really, I jumped 4'10" pretty consistently throughout the year and never did any better than that. Which isn't too bad because 4'10" can win a lot of meets, but in the end its still only 4'10. So it was an ok season, I went to Pasco, which is the best meet ever because its over night and its far away and its at the place that the state meet is at.

This is a picture of 4'8", notice my cool underarmor. Its very cool and I like it, so you should too. its like a wardrobe staple. Not so much the legs because in general legs+spandex=bad. but underarmor shirts are good.

This year= Junior Year aka 2007 aka now

It started out pretty bad, I pulled a muscle before the first meet and made 4'4 in the first meet. Needless to say, I was pretty pissed.

It got a little better after that, but I couldn't really jump higher than 4'8" for while.

And then I made 4'10" at the Eason Invite (look left), That was kind of exciting only I was late for a birthday party so I was kind of like "whatever, just me out of here", But it was nice and Coach was happy so it was good.

Now, there's this girl named Amanda who is jumper from another school in our district and we are at about the same level at high jump so we are always competing.

And last year she beat me at the Edmonds School District Championship meet even though I'd already beaten her twice that year, so I was kind of pissed and this year she was jumping 5'0 sometimes so I was like oh dang, I gotta beat her. And then I did, I jumped 5'0" for the first time at the 2007 ESD Championships and got first place. It was pretty exciting and now there is a pretty blue ribbon hanging from the mirror in my car, its my first ever so I'm very proud of it.

Next was the South Wesco Championships which is kind of the league meet, Because we're in the Wesco league but its pretty big so they do north and south wesco meets first. This meet also happened to be on the same day as prom and I had to miss part of it because I like flipping over high jump bars. I ended up getting 2nd place and jumping 5'1" which is my new PR.

This is also my new favorite picture in the whole world, it will probably be one of those that I show to my grandkids and be like "look what I used to be able to do!"

So next week is the All-Wesco meet and the top three go to state. It's been my dream since I was a freshman to go to state, but I never thought that I would actually get a chance to have a chance to go...thats a lot of chance. I am seeded 16 out of 19 I think, which mean that I am 4th or 5th best there.

Anyways, this is probably the most self-centered post I will ever make, but I think its important because if I do go to state then I guarantee you thats all I'm going to talk about for the rest of my life, and if I don't then I'll spend the next few weeks bitching and moaning about it.

So, this is the first meet I've been nervous for before because this is the first one that has actually mattered. It sucks.

I have my IB psychology exam tomorrow and I think I should start studying now, or i'll just get some coffee before the test. I love coffee for sure.

Shannon

And so it begins...

So, I've been able to resist the blogging world this whole year while Ashalyn and my mother wrote in theirs all the time and everyone was like "oh wow, I love your blogs they're so funny!" yeah well, after a while you kind of get to wondering what you're missing out on. Its kind of like Myspace only not as good. And kind of like Facebook, only less cool. For big kids. Plus it saves time when something cool happens and you want to tell everyone you know, but that would involve actually calling them and having to talk about a gajillion other things that don't really even matter. And not everyone has text. Even though they should, because texts rule.

This most likely won't be a hilarious blog with all kinds of witty stories about bikes named after horses or obscene references to dog toys, it'll probably be something like "oh my god, so I bought this really cute shirt the other day and then when I went to school today some jerk was totally wearing the same thing...jerk." Well kind of. But I can guarantee you there won't be any omg, ttyl, g2g, brb, stfu, lol, lmao, bffl...Because, well, Its just not funny. Penelope from Saturday Night Live is funny. Quarters glued to the floor is funny...that is not. The only one that I might ever use is WTF. I don't know, I just like it. Because not everything deserves me to write 'what the fuck'. Like, if I just think that (like while I'm driving and someone is being a dumb driver...again) then it really isn't worth all that. But other times, generally when our president does something extremely unintelligent, it sometimes deserves a what the fuck. But I digress.
Some of you are probably thinking that quarters glued to the floor aren't even all that funny...well, I can guarantee you it is. When you're working an 8 hour shift and you're bored and every customer who comes through the door tries to pick it up but can't and then you get to sit there and act all sympathetic like you don't know how it happened even though you were the one who glued it there in the first place. It's hilarious.
I don't even know how to let people read this...chances are it will get abandoned soon because no one will read it because they won't know that it exists. Maybe I'll just do a survey on myspace.

Shannon