Yay.

Today was a boring day. You see, we went to the cabin and worked. And then we rested and worked some more. And then we went on a 4-wheeler ride and got really really muddy. Well, I didn't, the 4 wheeler did. I put my feet up, therefore avoiding the mud. But that is beside the point. We rode home aaaaaaaaand broke down! Yay!

And now we are here and you are there and I'm not sure why you are reading this. Those are random pictures of me, there to the side. I do enjoy using my mothers webcam. It is very very nice. Very nice.

Anywho, I'm not sure what else to say. My title is odd, yes? Very sutle and almost... unenthusiastic. If that's what you got from it, then you would be correct! Odd and wonderfull interesting!

I spelt wonderful wrong.

♥/Teagan

(PS I am SO stoked for the dance! HE is going to be there, as I said before. He has such a nice nose... Hmm ♥)

(PPS I promise to take my camera along.)

Brain Functions

I know I haven't particularly posted anything for a while, but it is hard to think at the moment. You see, while people surround you, talking laughing, yelling, being human, the brain doesn't function properly. The human brain can (as rumors say) only think of 8 things at once. If you take up your mind with worldly things, then you cannot think of anything deep.

Like then. My brother happened to be saying something loud and horrible and I was destracted and looked at him. I am surprised that he hasn't yelled at me for typing turning the football game.

I wish there was more to say. Dance on Saturday! I swear, I will dance with him and tell you all about it.

ttfn.

♥/Teagan

The Night I Was A Gypsy

That's right. Last night had to have been one of the coldest nights ever. My very blood was freezing as I danced as a gypsy, singing to the fire. "Fire burn, fire grow, teach me all I need to know." With my Tambourine, I danced. it was enjoyable, but I was cold, so very cold. "Yellow flame, flame of fire, tell me all that I desire."

My small chants helped, as I was turned into Madame Kadanza, telling the future to one and all. I used my cards to answer any question that people may of have. I had to remind some people that I was not liable for my fortunes. I had simple questions like "Will I be rich?" and "What will my husband be like?" to more complicated ones like "When will we get engaged?" to "Will we like the new dog?" My saying through it all was "The cards know everything."

The Johnson Spook Alley happens every year and every year I am to much of a wimp to go through it. I was very glad when invited to help with it this year. This years theme was "Witch Hunt" My dear friend Kayla, Stephanie, and Maria were the 3 witches from Hocus Pocus. It was a blast. If you have any questions, fill free to ask me. (LEFT to RIGHT: Steph, Kayla, Maria)

♥/Teagan

(PS: Yes, I am still talking with the wonderful, beautiful, completely mine, HIM)

Crazy Sock Day

So, as part of red ribbon week, today was CRAZY SOCK DAY. To, you know, sock it to drugs. I took my camera (which I found in my closet, btw) and took some picture for your odd yet somewhat enjoyable entertainment.

Those are my socks of doom. Reminds some of the Wicked Witch of The East. But really, I'm just showing off my Murray Pride.




That's Kylee. Eating a doughnut. Woo. It looked yummy.



There is Jeana, from above! You can KINDA see her crazy socks.



There is Kayla dearest. Ain't it lovely?



And our dear Analee. Pretty as can be. ^^

So as far as crazy socks go, my day was full. Full of the joy that colorful socks bring us. Don't you just feel warm and fuzzy when you see those vibrant colors? Anywho, moving on. So we have this door competition, you see. And so I, being in Trotter's class, went full out with them. I totally have pictures for you to check out.

So these are the AMAZING curtains that I made all by myself. I am very very proud of myself. All it took was scissors, paper and rubber cement. Who knew I could be so creative?

The mastermind, Mrs. Trotter. My lovely and wondrous French teacher. I was talking to her the other day and I found out somethings about her. She has 3 children (I think) and is divorced. I always wondered why she never spoke of her husband. Something else that happened to day was that Trotter wore pants! That is like, totally epic. She NEVER wears pants. Always skirts. ALWAYS. So it was a little freaky and odd.


This is our phantom. DUN DUN DUN!! Kudos to anyone who knows what actor's cardboard cut out that is.

The door completed. Alashtay and Rachel were the one who drew the people. The 3 of us were on the artistic door commitee.


The phantom and I! Aren't we adorable? I think he likes me....

So...that was fun. We had everything decked out. Lots and lots and lots of just crazy things. it was hectic. I was not happy with people walking over everything Alashtay, Rachel and I were doing. It was enraging, I tell you! Over and over they walk over my things, it was HORRIBLE!! Moving on, we had more to our decked out door. There was a chandelier, papers hung up...but let me show you...


Vola! A chandeler! See the rat? that is the Phantom of Ratness. I think it's cute, really. Almost as cute as HIM. *sigh* Yes, the him who I texted and like and am with and such...but I shant say anything else!


The papers of doom. And I quote "Don't mask your addictions! Get help!"

Put it together and what do you get?


Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo!

Funny thing about our fog machine... it kinda sorta set off the fire alarm. That's right folks! An over abundance of sevies pushing the "fog" button WILL creating another smoke to set off the fire alarm! Who would've thunk? If it wasn't for that, we would've won, for sure! We got 3rd. Hey! Not our fault the fire alarm is stupid!

Ok, so now I'm ALMOST done with this entry. phew, this is taking forever. I have an overabundance of pictures. YAY! Anywho, I went to the shafers to ask about a movie and they let me eat roasted marshmellows! It rocked my crazy socks.

Eat you veggies!

♥/Teagan

The Girl With The Actress Hair

So today I was sitting alone at a table. Sitting, just merely sitting, minding my own business, finishing off my friends pizza because she didn't wish too. Then suddenly, in sits random popular (and perhaps rude. I do not know him well.) eigth grade boy, who sat across from me and started talking. I can't even remember what he said. He asked my name and then made sure he was saying it correctly. and then he said "Your hair makes you looks like an actress." And thanked him and he left. I whispered to myself "I am an actress."

People say they like my hair. But is it true? I have never found my hair particularly special compared to everyone else. i mean, just look at me. Average. Normal. Complete. Yet, everyone knows I'm not normal. i am not average. I hope that I will not be labeled as so. My favorite quote from rachels challenge:

I WILL NOT BE LABELED AS AVERAGE

And I will not. I am not average. I am not going to continue, as it will sound as if I was tooting my own horn, so to speak. Red Ribbon Week seems to be going well. I have not participated in all 3 days activities but I have been work on Mrs. Trotter's (My French 2 AND 2nd period teacher) door so that we may have a glorious win. I wish I could find my camera, so that I could show you the paper curtains I put. I think they look nice. Hopefuly, I will find it ( my camera )tonight and be able to take a picture of out wonderful door tomorrow.

Peace out until then.

♥/Teagan

The Sky

Have you ever looks at the sky and thought? I'm sure you have. If you just sit there and stare and stare and stare and think, your heart beating in your ear, your lips curving into a smile I'm sure you'll know. The sky is like a hug. It curves around the world you see, and never lets go, no matter where you are. It curves around the world.

You have to figure that there is a lot of light blue in the world. After all, that is the one the sky reflects. It must be from the ocean. How weird would it be to have a brown sky? I suppose we would be used to it, if that's how it was forever, but if suddenly the world had become so brown that even our sky was turning that color. It would be freaky.

I want to tell you everything. If only you, my blog, was more like a journal. Secretive, and resign. If only. But this is my statement to the world and there are some things that I am not ready to share to the world yet. Where I am, who I'm with, what I'm doing...it's just to risky. So, instead I turn to my thoughts. If you think about it, pure thought is a strong force of energy. It is strong. You think things before you do them. Even if you don't think about them very long before you do them.

Can you tell if the TV is on, without looking at it? It seems to admit a high pitched sound. I heard a rumor that only those 35 and younger could hear it. Once last year, a boy had the high as his beeper, so teachers couldn't hear it. Would help if some of our teachers weren't so young.

Which some how reminds me of something else. I was standing in line with Chelsea Pexton (the Al E Carte line) and she saw these two sitting next to each other (Deven and Tyler). So she says "Awwww, what a cute couple!" Being dead serious. I laughed so hard.

Laughter is so relieveing. It is good to get a good laugh off your chest. I have been told that i get things. I know when someone is being funny and telling a joke. So usually I'm the only one who laughs at the teachers jokes. Mr. E said I get stuff. I was usually the only one to laugh. Mr. bemis says funny things all the time. I giggle and he seems happy to have one that actually understands his jokes.

Has your heart fluttered? Mine has. Whenever he texts me. I can't help it. My heart flutters. I only knew him for a week and yet I liked him. But now I have another someone to make me flutter with happy joy. Few know of him. I hope they keep there happy little mouths shut, or else I shall never tell them anything ever EVER again. If I tell you, please don't tell people. I don't know how my parents will react yet, so therefore I shant tell them. Yet.

Which brings me to the point of why I wish this was more like a journal. I don't want to tell you everything. Actually, I DO want to tell you everything but again, it's too risky. It wouldn't be worth it.

I suppose that is all i have to say for now. Thoughts on a page. A singular page.

And yet that isn't it. I have had 2 other blogs and those have not turned out so well. So I hope that this could be the one. the one that people read, so I don't feel as if I'm writing this just for boredom. Trust me, there are other things I could be doing now. Which reminds me that i should talk to Kayla. She will want to know EVERYTHING. Should I tell her? She wants to know. Do I trust her? I so want to. She's my best friend. Do I want to tell her? That is a mystery at this point.

*sigh*

TTFN,

♥/Teagan