Good news? Go shopping!

get good news = go shopping.

that's pretty much how my family works. well... the women in my family at least. (:

so how about we explain? wednesday we had our dance troupe auditions. they aren't a big big deal because you know you're getting it. it's more if you're moving up, if you're with your friends and what dances you make. so today (saturday), it was time to get the envelope. mom and i walked up and guess what? I'M IN SENIORRRRRRR! *throws confetti* ahhh i remember when i was just a little mini. going out onstage for the first time. being scared to death. those were the days. but now I AM the one the littlees will look up to. i'm actually kind of super pumped here. :S like super pumped here.

but i'd already had plans to go shopping with madi that day. so her grandpa picked me up. we went to aerie and I GOT A ROMPER HOLY YAYS! it's army green and very purrdyyyyy. and i got a sports bra/bandeau thing. and a light green floppy shirt. and a headband. so everyone can now be excited for me. (: and i also got two pairs of high waised shorts for AE (hey! it was buy one - for 29.99 - get another for 10.00! how could i resist?). then i got a beach bag and sunglasses from garage. and a pair of nautical shorts and TOMMMMMSSSS from aritizia. super cool. super hot. right? i love shopping. like actually.

then we went and saw super eight. firslty. why is it called super eight? secondly. BEST MOVIE EVER. it was hilarious and scary at the same time. thing a mixture between ALIEN and the GOONIES. it was actually hilarious.

recital went good too. there was one moment where genesis had to go on one number ahead because a little girl was missing from the other one. so it was only me, anya and alysha onstage when the lights and music came on. it was MAYHEM. avery and rachel were changing from hip hop so they got onstage near the middle. miss rebecca told us she was so fortunate it was us there and not pre-comps or people who would have handled it badly. and i cried at the end. a lot. and during down to the river. miss amy stood in the corner and pointed at her 'starry crown' which was actually a lime green headband that was part of a little kids costumes. ah. the craziness of dance. how i love it.

only a week and three days left of school. shocking. we're not really doing anything though. it's boring and kind of fun at the same time. weird mix. don't mock me.

and madi is giving me all of her babysitting clients while she's away for the summer. i'm going to go meet them monday and then i'll start babysitting when she leaves. i'm pretty pumped. three one and a half year old babies, two five and two year olds and that's it. but thats FIVE CLIENTS. wooooo! cause my fliers didn't bring in any revenue. ah poo. i had a dream all the backlash was in my junk email though. it's not. trust me. i checked.

well, i have to go put my clothing away. ta-ta!

For once, I’m not writing this on blogspot! No, this is in a word document because I’m on my way to my gramcrackers house and therefore, do not have internet. But, I figured since I was procrastinating doing work anyways, I might as well do a blog post while I did it!

            I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, which is weird for me. Usually, my head hits the pillow on the weekend and I fall asleep instantly until 10 or 11 the next day. Now though, I’m up at least two hours after I originally planned to sleep. It’s annoying. Really. Annoying. Especially, when I have a lot of work to do and when I don’ sleep I have no initiative what so ever to do anything but read FF and hang out.

            I saw Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides yesterday with the parents. I don’t care what anyone says, I sometimes like being nerdy and going out with the ‘rents. Firstly: They pay. What can be better than that? Secondly: They go get the popcorn re-fill. So, yes, I have lots of reasons that you cannot question. Of course, I would never see something like ‘The Hangover’ or ‘Easy A’ with them as that would just be tooooo awkward (we saw Black Swan together on Christmas Day. Wow.), but movies either than that are fine. Plus, they share my opinion that NOTHING can beat the first Pirates movie. I saw it with them when I was a youngin’ and it was one of the only movies that my dad didn’t pull his whole ‘aloof’ thing. Honestly, some days I want to smack him.

            It certainly helped my potential novel plotting, though! Note: I didn’t steal anything from the movie, the score just got me in the mood. POTC music? The best pirate music in the world. And for anyone who’s curious and wants me to tell them the plot. I don’t have it yet. Which just made me sad. So screw you. But seriously, I only have characters and the like and a vague vague vague plot idea. But it involves pirates, royalty and potentially some sort of abnormal happenings. I haven’t decided yet, though. J + R (MC + MC2) have been surprisingly active in my head though. It’s probably a good thing but their quite annoying. Plus, I haven’t decided if one of them is dying yet so it’s kind of awks. :/

            NO WORD DOCUMENT. IT IS STILL A WORD IF I REPEAT IT THREE TIMES. I mean, come on now!

           

            Back from my visit. My mom irks me so much. When she’s in a bad mood, she has to bring everyone down and make little comments under her breath. Normally, I can ignore her. But when she says them purely to hurt me, it gets at me. I was talking about how I’d like to go out and get a notepad for the 30 day challenge I think I’m doing and she just kept… commenting under her breath. I’m used to it by now that it only makes me look at her and think: ‘Why? Why would you say things like that? I’m your daughter, not some tramp.’ So. Charlotte is not too happy at the moment.

            But she’s actually  kind of SUPER DUPER HAPPY for others things. I got a message on FF saying that someone wanted to follow my Tumblr and so I was sort of confused as I don’t really have a Tumblr. But then they sent me the post that was raving about me and Charlotte goes to jump off a cliff because she’s so blushing and glowing and in one of those ‘aw-shucks’ moods. It actually makes up for my less than supportive parents.

            BUT… my mom wasn’t bad all day. We were sitting, waiting for my sister to wheel my grandmother over at the mall and we were talking about how whenever I see an author posting on Tumblr I get all excited about how I wish it was me posting that. I mentioned to my mom that the youngest author to get on the bestseller list is 27. Then I asked her if she thinks I’ll be published before I was 27. She gave me this really earnest look and said Yes. Actually. Yes. And it wasn’t one of those slim, half full of wrong-ness yes’. But an actual yes.

            But I am SO pumped for Madi’s cottage! (Note: Yes. I am changing topics rather quickly.) I mentioned Tubing again and my mother insisted that it’s a no but then she – once again – just told me not to talk about it. She almost pulled something when I asked if she had an issue with wake-boarding. I’m guessing I’ll have to put her on limited viewing when I post pictures of me doing it on Facebook.
             ALAS. My mother took me out to get a pretty Chapters notebook for my 30 day challenge. I have to write something that fills up at least a page every day the whole month of June. It's to get inspiration for JulyNoWriMo, which I'm planning on maybe doing with Karys. It's purple. And pretty. YAY! (:


Ta-ta!


Charlotte.

Weather. Books. Zombies.

by the time I get home, I may be able to actually wear all the shorts I bought. :)

but alas, I'm exagerating quite a bit. it's only thirteen degrees last i checked. =S is it sad that i'm... dare i say it, actually thinking i'll miss the cold sometimes? okay, more like i'll miss not getting weird looks when i wear devons hat but whatever.

it says a lot about you what you carry in your purse. for example, my friend keyana bring this tna purse to school with her everyday. honestly, sometimes we peek in it - she doesn't give a crap - and we can't not laugh because of how much junk she has in there. she has at least three full sized hand creams, a normal sized bath and body works spray, five fruit roll ups, tampons, tissues, her entire lunch, lip gloss, etc. i wonder why she even uses her knapsack when she just hauls her purse wherever she goes. technically, she only needs it for her math textbook.

and we just saw the lincoln lawyer. great - but insanely nerve fraying - movie. good job, mister matthew, good job.

then we went to barnes and noble where i found two promising books. one is by the same author as the book CANDOR which was actually ... *shivers* amazingly memorable. it's called DROUGHT and sounds interesting. the other was is sort of fluffy and looks a bit like an attempt at being a page turner but ... meh, i don't quite feel it'll reach it. who knows though, right?

and now i'm writing a story about Alice Evans, a sarcastic teenager caught in a zombie apocalypse. fun, right?

hey Y'ALL, whatta be?

kay. i'm done with that.

so today i found out at school that one of my dance teachers died. i wasn't really close to him but it still kind of made me sad. but like everything, it takes something really small to actually make me cry after i get sad. so basically, karys and i were lunch monitoring and this teacher who always yells at us pulled a spaz and stalked us through the school to yell at us and tell us what horrible young girls we were. so then when we were complaining to our teacher i had a mini emotional breakdown. fun, no? and that's when i cried about the whole dance teacher thing.

may he rest in peace.

then so tonight, sam irwin and i went to see 'i am number four'. she was a last resort but was secretly really fun to have around. i think the people beside us were ready to kill us though as we wouldn't shut up and stop laughing. at one part where the guy was getting beat up, i was almost crying i was laughing so hard. i made a few enemies because of that, me thinks. and during the movie, the guy had an iPhone so whenever it would go off i'd always look down at my phone. the funny thing was that sam would do the same. and can i just say, alex pettyfer makes me want to jump someone. seriously. he's THAT. HOT.  so yessums, i'm just going to go now.

OH HAI. new story plot with rauden + james. pirates. royal families. magical powers. all good, no? it's actually a really angsty thing though. i'm scared of my own mind sometimes. more details to come eventually. i'm determined to plan this through before i go and ruin it with my pacing issues and such. and i kind of want to go re-read blacklisted.

lindsay got me these sick bracelets from cuba and they jangle when i move. wowza, she's trying hard to get me to forgive her and it's getting harder and harder to resist.

so i'm gonna head out now. gotta rest up for some personal training and lawson working tomorrow.

ciao.

charlotte.

thirtieth of december

alas, we are not in stuart florida any more but have retired to Orlando for the next/last couple days.

so we were just shopping at a really cool mall for the past hours we've been here. there's not a lot of my stores but i did get a nice blouse and a plain blank tank from pacsun along with a new headband from lulu. but near the end i got a really bad headache. my dad and family were going to hang out with some of my sisters soccer parents and coaches but they dropped me off.

so now i've had advil and am watching t.v and typing. my head still feels really achey and gross though, it sucks but i'll deal.

i'm gonna go now. hannah montana the movie's on! oh. my. god. i've never been more excited in my life! [/sarcasn]

:)

charlotte.

twentyeighth of december II

tron. was. amazing. AMAZING. that's all i'm going to say about it. either than the dude that played sam? holy smokes.

we're trying to figure out how we're going to get to The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter. we might go tomorrow. my dad wants to go friday for new years eve but we don't think we can get in and see dana's soccer friends play at the same time. and i want to go. i NEED to go. i want to have butterbeer. :( and throw owls at people to convince them they're real! and i want to be the typical tourist with my camera glued to my hand and a huge smile on my face. D: i NEEEDD to go. NEED. NEED. NEED. i need it like i need breath. i need to buy jokes at zonkos joke shop. i need to eat at the three broomsticks and order butterbear at the hogshead. i need to send letters from the owlery and get my picture taken with the conductor from the hogwarts express! i need to visit the book store and i need to go to ollivanders wand store! you don't understand the extent of my nerdiness but at this moment, i'm fit with harry potter-itis and there's nothing you can do about it that our lovely medi-witch prof. pomfrey can't fix! and that made no sense! that's exactly how i feel right now.

godamnit...
I AM A HARRY POTTER NERD AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO SAY IT.

whew. that took a lot of steam.

today during tron though i got a vague story idea. i had no paper but i had a pen. so i wrote on the few blank pages in the book i was reading. i can no longer sell the book in our future garage sale but the idea is written down! woohoo!

and i finished another book. that's a record of... wait. 'Deep In Another World.' 'The Fluff Book' 'Get Well Soon'. 'Goodnight Beautiful.' 'Smile For The Camera'. FIVE books... but I think I may be missing some. Ah. Wells.

I love Helena Roberts, too.

charlotte.

twentyeigth of december

so plans for today are...

going to get a tan... where i have to put myself under a different last name so i can get one because i'm not old enough yet. pshaw. so i'm now 'charlotte potter'. xD i hope they don't remember how my mother called me 'love' and 'honey' yesterday. ah, well.

and then we're seeing TRON. except my sister cause she saw it with her boyfriend specially, it's his favorite movie or some shit. but i'm soo excited as of now.

oh. my. god. my dad was watching this movie about the liberation of paris where hitler had given the order 'if you can't hold paris then burn it to the ground'. i wasn't really paying attention though i was the only one in the living area who could properly see the t.v. i was emailing hellie when i look up and smile cause this woman had found her husband among those being shipped to gas chamber and they were hugging in that way that people do when they've found each other from death. THEN they get pulled away and the guy thinks they're going to hurt his wife so he grabs a gun and aims it at the shoulders. well. the shoulders shot him down with machine guns and they dragged the wife away. yep. that's when i looked up. fuck. life.

anyways. that's the plans and i'm gonna go now so. bye.

charlotte.