Day 57

Hello

  I'm going to sleep, because not being able to breathe through my nose is becoming too much of a hassle. I feel like I'm letting you down with these horrible posts... I'm sorry!

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

3 months down, only 29 more to go!

Day 56

Hey!

Have you ever thought of a reason why you need to go on the internet, and then clicked on safari or whatever, and by the time you see Yahoo! or Google stare you in the face, you have no idea what you wanted to search for?

This happens to me all of the time, but not today. Today, it was 8:00, and I was finished with my homework, and I thought that I would write an early post. I got on Yahoo!, read a few of those nonsense articles, and then I went to my email, wrote a few emails. I then went to YouTube, watched like 50 minutes worth of Hayley G. Hoover, then I went on Hayley's blog, read a little on there. The entire time I was thinking: let me quickly finish writing so that I can watch an episode of Merlin or Heroes. But no...

I know that I have stuff to do, so why do I waste my time? I am perfectly aware that I would much rather be doing something else, but I ignore myself and... I end up wasting all of the time that I could have spent enjoying myself much more. I could have even gone to sleep... what?

Anyways, do you ever tell yourself that you're going to do something one day, and you don't do it? Like, you have a problem, and you decide that you're going to solve it, quick and easy like ripping off a band aid. However, for some reason, the problem didn't present itself, and although you should be happy, you feel like you've been cheated out of finally solving it. So, because the problem didn't present itself, you feel like you have made it that much harder for everyone around you (particularly the problem person) to understand that you have a problem, therefore making solving it something that only you can foresee, and everyone else doesn't seem to see it as well as you do (probably because it's not their problem).

I know that I'm confusing you. It's just that I have a bit of a problem, and although I'm not the only person who has this problem, it seems like I'm the only person who wants to fix it. I want to fix it, because I don't want the problem, and I just really hope that no one will react to my solution...

I know... I sound dramatic, and you don't understand. Sometimes I just want to see a week or a month into the future, just to be positive that solutions are actual solutions.

ugh

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 55

Hey!

I feel like a zombie, and if I have to write anymore than this, I will eat my own brains. Do zombies have brains? Or are they rotten? I don't know. I don't care.

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Eeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuggghhhhh ruuuuuummmmmmmmhhhhhhkkkkklllut waaaaaakkkrrrrrriiii BRAINS euuuughhh aooonnn BRAINS 

Day 54

Hello!

I'm really cold right now! You know what I'm craving? No? Well, ice cream is the logical answer. Ice cream. My toes are freezing, and I can't wait to get my hands on some strawberry ice cream (I want strawberry for some reason, but I don't even LIKE strawberry!)

Anyways, I've reread a few of my posts. Have you noticed that I say "anyways" a lot. Anyways...

Anyways...

                                             Anyways...

Anyways, I can't figure out some French homework, so I'm going to have to end here.

No: here

No:

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina *this is where the cute wink face goes*

here

Day 53

Hello!

I feel like their has been such a long, unnecessary gap between Day 52 and Day 53. I should have posted, but since I don't feel obligated to on non-school days, can you blame me for getting lazy?

So, Thursday was Thanksgiving! I hope it was to your liking, without much arguing at the dinner table. I was especially grateful for soda, bread, and cranberry sauce. GNOM.

On Saturday, I visited a family friend's house in New York. She had the place all decorated and Christmasy and wonderful. I'd never been to her house, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that she takes part in a program that helps kids learn English. So, she basically houses international college students in her home. I met a 3 girls from Russia, Japan, and South Korea, and a guy from Switzerland. It was really cool, and guess what? They are normal.

On Sunday, my dad's friend drove me home. This particular friend is Jamie Fox's driver, and he had to go pick him up from the airport after dropping me off at home. I thought it was really hilarious that my butt was right where Jamie Fox's butt was going to be in an hour. The next time I hear/watch anything with him in it, I'm going to think that he sat on the seat that my sister spent an hour drooling all over while asleep. Ha... Also, there were these homeless men who were sitting in a little nook in the highway, and I just thought that it was really weird that they didn't know that Jamie Fox was about to drive right past them. Can you imagine how many times "famous" people have strolled right past us, and we haven't noticed. It really just reinforces the realization that we're all human... nothing special...

Today, I started writing my satire. I am pretty proud of it so far, I'm thinking about posting it on here when I'm finished writing it. I tried really hard not to be sarcastic, and I think I did pretty well.

I completely blew up on my brother today, I am not happy to admit. I don't know, he just irks me so incredibly well, and around him I just can't control my anger. I think that argument was really just about me telling him to "leave me alone". Yes, "leave me alone" turned into theatrics. I felt really horrible about yelling at him. However, the best part is when they feel bad about making you upset, so they are super nice to you the rest of the day. Needless to say, Zachary was an angel between the hours of 8 and 10. Few people really realize what a temper I have. As soon as I become a certain degree of angry, I completely lose it, but before then you would never know that I was annoyed.

It's a really horrible trait, because people who are doing something that I regularly disagree with never find out that I disagree with it until I have reached the epitome of annoyance and I get upset.

Ughh... I'm a bit stressed.

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Confession: I don't like it when my foods touch. I also eat my food clockwise around my plate, beginning at what would be 7:00, and working my way around.  I usually arrange my plate so that I eat the meat first, then vegetables, then starchy food, then salad. I hate it when salad dressing mixes with tomato sauce. If I start my meat, I won't move on to vegetables until I'm finished eating the meat, and so forth. I don't know why I'm so weird, but I've been eating this way since I was 10 years old. I don't know... I don't know... I don't know... It just makes eating more enjoyable somehow.

Some people dream of being something, other stay awake and are

Day 52

Hello!

I'm way too tired to organize my thoughts into sentences (which I do SO WELL), so instead I'm going to post lots of pictures of people in a large size so that I can trick you into believing that you're looking at quality content.

Tulsi

Eleanor and Lauren

The little gambler is playing cards...

I'm pretty sure that Eleanor's a bumble bee...

Guess who I'm sitting? The BEST old-man dog ever, Louie!

That's a sticker on Grace's face!

Eleanor and Lauren

Sofia and Chase

Ayden: Yasmina?

Me: Yes?

Ayden: Can you take my picture?

Me: Umm... Okay.

1..2..3..

The other Eleanor, more commonly referred to as Ella

Rai's overly sarcastic face

*That face* that Ella makes... Oh, and Maia!

-D.F.T.B.A.-

Mina;)

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!

Day (Area) 51

Hello!

I don't really have much to write about today, so I'll just ask a question that I really need to know the answer to.

Do you ever think about moments in the past where you might have felt embarrassment, fear, or extreme happiness and then just let those memories fill you up to the point where you react to them all of over again? I do this all of the time. If I think about things that I might have done, or had done to me, and those memories are potent enough to make me go through those emotions again, I sometimes let out a little shiver or squeeze my eyes shut.

When positive, those memories can flood back into my thoughts and I'll find myself happy all over again. When negative, I'm usually being critical of myself. I am constantly reliving the past in my head, and thinking about what I could have done better or what I should have said. Just thinking about things that make me embarrassed get my fists to ball up. Does this ever happen to you? Or am I just overly critical of myself?

I always try and forget about it quickly, because otherwise reanalyzing the situation would consume my every thought. However, the little things always manage to creep back into my brain and shake me up again.

Just today, in theatre, I was an absolute train wreck. I mean, I could try and explain the scenario to you, but simply: I was horrible.

One more cringeworthy memory to haunt me I suppose!

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 50

Hello!

Today I arrived at school at 7:20 to make up a whole bunch of tests that I missed on Friday. Luckily, I'm not really feeling any repercussions for going on the field trip.

The marking period ending today, and I'm a little bit scared about my grades. My biggest fear: I got a B in everything. I'm so stupid. I should be satisfied.

My health teacher picks on me for having the WORST memory, and I'm pretty sure that she's 100% correct.

But, seriously, she does say that. I walked into class after school a few days ago and she was speaking to a senior about my memory. Luckily, I think that she finds it funny.

Anyways, in a suiting fashion, I can't remember anything about today.

Bye!

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

My 50th Day of school!!!!

Confession: One of my dreams is to learn how to play "Yellow Lights" by Of Monsters and Men on the ukulele.

Meow!

Hello!

I have no idea what to name this post, so I'm going with "meow". That okay with you?

On Friday, I saw the play Carousel with theatre. I really liked this one. I do hate the recurring theme of young girls getting pregnant though, all of the pretty girls get pregnant. It's kind of sad.

Anyways, later on that evening we were planning to go to a friend's party (to see Breaking Dawn Part 2), but Celeste, Ella, and I were running a little late returning from the field trip. I really hate it when people have to wait for me. I really, really hate that.

We did finally get there. I sat in a car of all girls, and (not to sound 3) it was so much fun! It was a pretty awesome car ride! I was sitting backwards like the entire time, and I'm pretty sure that I was too busy laughing to throw up from my car sickness.

The movie was pretty good. Most of the girls were swooning over Garrett. I'm pretty sure that Javas was getting pissed with me, because every time Jacob said something sentimental or just too stupid, I would mumble "please" or something of the sort. I just don't like Jacob or sentimentalities, and this movie had it's fair share of, "I want to punch Jacob" moments. At least for me...

The ending was CRAZY. I won't say, but my friend Lauren was screaming the entire time. Personally, I don't scream, I just repeatedly say "no, no, no, no, no".

Afterwords, we had dinner. That was once again a lot of fun...

On the way back, I started to feel sick. I was getting all motion sick and dizzy. I want you all to know that I'm part dog or something. Every time I'm in a car, I like to roll the window all the way down (highways are the best), and pretty much stick my head out. I don't know, I just love the feeling, and it really helps when I'm feeling sick.

We sang stupid pop songs after my face was feeling frozen, and Lauren was practically going to complain her mouth off. I showed everyone my mad rapping skills, yo.
:)

When I got home, I was informed that John and Hank Green are going to Carnegie Hall! The tickets are pretty cheap, but of course it's on a weekday. I have to go! They never come here! Ever!

You know who else is coming to the area? Mumford and Sons! ON MY BIRTHDAY! coincidence? I think not! Those tickets are much more expensive though. Ughh... I just have to go. I just have to. It's meant to be!

On Saturday, I went to the Museum of Natural History. Surprisingly, I retained a lot of information. I thought it was a lot of fun. Afterwords, we went to Central Park (of course, where else?).

And guess what? I'VE FINALLY GOTTEN TO THE CASTLE!

 You don't believe me? Take a look at these pictures:

The view from the top, featuring The Shakespeare Stage:

I took this fancy picture of the tower bit of the castle, and then I noticed something a little bit odd. 

You don't see anything out of place? Have a closer look:

Yikes, Tulsi!

  At Central Park, we ended up drawing on a big wet sand plot. It looked really cool, and I'll add a picture of it as soon as I get my hands on one. 

  Miss Mollie, Grace, and I got into an interesting conversation while at Central Park. I think that it's probably too controversial or something for me to write about, but it was definitely interesting. 

Random picture of Ayden and Sofia:

So cute, but they don't really look like first cousins, do they? I come from a mutt family, capable of all sorts of colors. Christmas pictures are interesting to say the least. 

Today, I have mostly studied and watched Merlin. They chose the MOST attractive people for their cast. Seriously. 

I figured that I owed you a long post, since I haven't really posted this weekend. 

BYE!!

-D.F.T.B.A.-

Mina;)

PS: Did you know that this weekend was Thanksgiving? I didn't!

  

Day 49

HEY!

I just got home from a party (ooohhhh), and it was a lot of fun (ahhhhh).

I would tell you all about my day, but my head is throbbing, I have a head ache, and I could puke...

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

EDIT: I DON'T DRINK!!! I JUST GOT CAR SICK IS ALL! 

Day 48

Hello!

Today was really stressful.

I would try to explain all of the stresses and blah di blah, but I just don't think that you're that interested, so I won't for your sake.

I thought I would write about some of my typical nightmares.

  I live fairly close to a grocery store. The perk about living so close to one is that you can run on over and pick something quick up if you ever need to. It's very convenient.

  The thing is that this particular grocery store is on a main street, so it's a pretty busy store. Sometimes I bump into teachers, friends, and a bunch of random people. Mostly teachers though.

  I know that you may be thinking: Yasmine... Where is the scary part? I don't get it.

  Don't you worry... It's coming.

  The scariest thing is when I walk into the store and I'm in sweats and Uggs, I haven't brushed my hair particularly well, and I'm looking for toilet paper and I hear, "Hi Yasmine!"

  Don't get me wrong, I'm happy enough to see people. But yeah, SCARY.

  I'm not very good with words and things of the verbal variety, so these situations DO NOT play out well. But, you know, Gryffindor.

  Something really random is that I always have to cough before I speak, like some 80-year-old man. I raise my hand to answer a question, and I usually try to speak, then only croaks come out, then I cough, and then I try to talk. It's not good. Why does this happen to me?

  I used to walk to school with two of my friends and they would always make fun of my raspy morning voice. I bet that you didn't know that I was an 80-year-old man.

  Fooled you didn't I?

  I'm making this a super random post, so I think I'll stick with the randomsauce.

  On Blogger, they allow you to count your views. They tell you the number of views in each country, and I personally find it really cool. Imagine, someone random in Sweden or China just happens to land on my page and they read (assuming that they speak english) about how I ducked underneath a turnstile at a train station, or about how I know a girl whose names begins with a C and rhymes with rest. I just can't believe that that actually happens.

  Anyways, the demographics change everyday, and I wanted to post them on here.

United States	2433
Russia	74
France	65
Germany	16
United Kingdom	13
Sweden	8
Australia	6
China	1
Croatia	1
Malaysia	1

  Anyways, I know that those are really tiny numbers of people, but I just can't imagine how they turned up here. I am such a minuscule little freckle on the face of the internet, how on Earth did you end up here?

  I really wanted to leave that here, because in a few months I can go ahead and check back and see how much it has changed. However, between those times, I want to disable the view count thing, because I don't want to start to care. If I care a lot about how many people happen stumble along here, I will be way to overwhelmed, or I'll try too hard to please them, instead of doing what I'm here for. You know?

  So, I think that we should all say hello to Mr. ViewCount.

  Goodbye Mr. ViewCount. 

  We shall meet again some day. 

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 47

Hello!

Today was interesting (at least for me).

We took a survey in theatre today. Basically, we were to rank personality traits from 1-4. If you had this trait, you would rank it a 4, if you didn't, you would rank it a 1.

Then, you would add it all together and stuff happened, and one column of personality traits was more consistent with your personality than the other columns. I'm sorry I'm explaining this all sucky.

Anyways, we were split into groups with people of the same personality traits as you. My group was a smaller one, it was just me and another girl. He started to read out the personality traits for each of the groups.

The first group was made up of "The Perfectionists". These are people who are very precise, who bother with little details. This is the group of people who are very nit-picky. My teacher then described them as, "The people who are prone to mental break downs". Everyone EXPLODED with laughter. Do you know who was in that group? Well, I can't tell you, but her name begins with a C and rhymes with rest. It was so funny! Rai, Ella and I were laughing so hard after he said that. Yes. It was like the teacher was completely describing the girl whose name begins with a C and rhymes with rest. Mental break downs? The girl whose name begins with a C and rhymes with rest has them hourly. Ella was especially laughing, because she's known her for like 2 months, and already is familiar with her tendencies. So funny!

The next group was made up of "The Stabilizers". These are people who are usually very kind and charming. They are people pleasers, and not prone to arguments or taking sides. They like stability, if you didn't already know, and they are usually very peaceful.

The third group was called "The Influencers". These are people who are very cunning usually, and good at making people change their minds.

The fourth group was called "The Directors". These are the people who are daring and good at leading. Directors are brave and courageous. They are also impulsive kinds of people. For instance, if the goal is to play catch, stabilizers stick with one, while directors throw 18 up at once. I was named a director. My immediate reaction: 

go hide somewhere

wait-no-listen

hold on... brave, courageous, daring?

GRYFFINDOR! 

  It suddenly clicked! The Stabilizers were HUFFLEPUFFS, the Influencers were SLYTHERINS, the Perfectionists were RAVENCLAWS, and I was a GRYFFINDOR!

I always knew that Rai was a Slytherin.

  Just think about it. The connection between the Influencers and the Slytherins is uncanny. I mean, Slytherins in Hogwarts were very influential. Remember the buttons? And whenever Harry is a considered a bad person, the Slytherins say it first, and then entire school hates him. Slytherins are the ultimate Influencers! As for Ravenclaw, 'nuff said.

  I didn't personally think that I fit so well into this category, my exterior might, but I don't personally find myself uber confident. I mean, the whole point of this blog in a lot of ways is to write what I don't say.

  However, when my teacher said that Directors are impulsive, everyone started laughing. My teacher was saying how a lot of times you can ask a director why they did a certain thing, and their answer is always, "I don't know". Anyways, I do that A LOT. "Yasmine, why did you cut up your pants to make cat ears at 2 in the morning?" I don't know... 

  This was around the moment that I said the whole Gryffindor thing. After a while of discussion, my teacher said something about how Directors are more likely Slytherins.

Oh no he didn't.

I was not having that. Not today. Not any day.

I am not a Slytherin.

  So, that argument lasted for a while. I eventually begged another teacher to vouch for me and agree that I was a Gryffindor. That didn't work, but long story short: The whole ordeal ended with my teacher repeatedly asking if I was okay, and finally, agreeing (to my memory) that I was indeed a Gryffindor.

GRYFFINDOR!

-D.F.T.I.A.G.N.A.S-
(Don't Forget That I'm A Gryffindor, Not A Slytherin)

Mina;)

Day 46

Hello!

Today was my first real day of choir and I really liked it. I was intimidated of course, but I still really liked it. Another soprano, a student director, was extremely nice and an amazing singer. She says she can train me, and I'll be her little project, which is AWESOME, and really kind of her! We're working on "Deck the Halls" and it doesn't really sound very much like the way the song is typically sang, but I'm excited. Can you tell?

I've taken a particular liking to biology recently, which was not expected. I'm not really a math and science kind of gal, and I don't pretend to be. Biology just makes a lot of sense to me though, and I really enjoy it.

I was thinking a lot today about the divide between content creators and consumers. As a YouTube addict, I spend a lot of time watching random people talk to their cameras. Similar to what I do on here, vlogging (video-blogging) is really just people talking about their lives and their views. That's all great, and anyone can do that, right? Not really. I mean, you can, but few people do it effectively.

Let me explain, I watch many a YouTuber talk about their lives (I'm so pathetic), but the thing is that I end up unsubscribing to them for ONE main reason. This main reason is that their content does not seem genuine to me. If they make videos talking about all of the fine points of their lives, you watch and automatically assume that their lives are going perfectly to their liking, and that bothers me. The emotions behind the content that the creator makes should be accessible to the consumers. In other words, no one wants to hear about how wonderful your life is, if you can't also tell them about the not so wonderful parts. People should be able to empathize with your content, and to understand where you are standing. No one is going to love your content that much if it seems like you're lying, or like your life is surreally perfect.

My favorite YouTubers are people who are able to create content that I can relate to and understand. If I can't relate to their content, then I may not feel like it's very honest. This really only applies to blogging and vlogging. Vlogging and Blogging, that's annoying, right?

I guess, in a way, I want to make sure that anything I write on here is honest. That it's something that someone (out of the 7-8 people who read this) can get.

So, the positive parts of my day were probably that I had a fun lunch with my friend Lauren, choir, my new polka-dot tights and soft sweater, and even biology. The negative parts were probably that I kept getting the hiccups, I lost my water bottle, my hair was being difficult, and most importantly that a friend of mine's father died, which is really sad. Ugh.. That's just so terrible. I'm going to be my aquarian self and go ahead and seem unemotional, which is also a negative thing.

Oh the negative things. I dislike it when they're absent, and I dislike it when they're present. At least I have a choice?

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

I forgot to do a confession yesterday, but I can't think of one now so TOUGH.
Speaking of tough, congratulations Lauren on County Champs!!! :)

Veterans Day

Hye!

So, I have a problem. I don't really feel like writing this today, but I feel obligated. So I am. That's me. I'm a soldier.

Ummm, I realize that my last post was maybe a little sad sounding. I was little sad, so you see how that works out?

Also, I haven't written ALL weekend, which I why I felt like I had to write today (even though I technically don't have to), because I can't just leave everyone thinking that I'm all depressed or something. I'm not, don't worry. I am soldier, remember?

On Friday, my L.A. Lit teacher called me a "vegetarian with no morals". Ha... Funny. He was trying to say that I was the "type" to become a vegetarian, but that I like barbecue and teriyaki chicken too much (hence the no morals part).

*awkward ending*

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 45

Hey. So, there's no other way to put this besides that I'm too sad to write anything. "V for Vendetta" is on, and I think I'm going to to have some ice-cream...

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 44

Hello there dear friend!

I think I forgot to mention yesterday that I'm back in school. Today was the first full day back!

I forgot how much I like school... Ahhh... School!

Anyways, I've been going to bed way too late, so I desperately need some sleepy time. If I could choose my sleeping hours, I would like to sleep from 1:00 am to maybe 7:00 am. But, I'm pretty sure that that's a little tiring. Maybe just a little. On a normal day, I sleep from around 2:30am - 11:30 am. That's a really long time. I hate it because when I wake up, at noon, I feel like half of the day is gone. I wish I were a morning person, but I hardly ever see morning. I'm a complete night owl when I want to be, it's just that there's no one to interrupt you, or tell you to do something at night. You get to do whatever you want for as long as you want, besides sing loudly. I hate the no-singing-loudly part. Technically, it should be no singing at all, but then, I'd probably just go to sleep. What's the point, right?

I thought I'd share this: 

Remember the super awesome history teacher I mentioned once? Yes... this is indeed some of his fine work. I'm sure that we can both agree that this is brilliant. 

-D.F.T.B.A.-

Mina;)

Day 43

Hello!

I have LOTS of videos for you today!

Obama is the president. Just thought I'd get that out there. I watched a video on YouTube about how important the election was. First openly gay senator, the legalization of marijuana (sort of), first female Asian in Congress, first female Amputee in Congress, and you know... we have a Black president, which is cool.

You really don't have to watch if you don't want to... I just wanted to be a little patriotic. I mean, in this blog I will NEVER write about the election again. Next election: GUESS WHO'S VOTING?

You guessed it, the cat:

(She's a Republican) 

I NEVER SAID THAT!

  Anyways, today started out kind of horrible. I was in a fine mood, but others weren't. I hate it when people are upset with you and they make a point to exclude you out of conversations. The thing is that I sort of believe in that "be the better person" crap. Yeah, I tend to pull one of those, "You're being mean to me? OK! So, I will just be the sweetest angel in the whole entire world! That way I can prove to you what crap you're being!" Being a crappy person in return never works, whenever you do that, you lose all sense of right. Because, even if you were mean to them, because they were mean to you, you were still being mean, so you don't even have an alibi. You can't get upset at them, because you were just as bad. In the same way though, I'm not overly shy when it comes to telling people to lay off. I've done it before, and most people end up coming up with the stupidest excuses, the good thing is that you get 3-4 days of them being an angel. 

  DID YOU SEE THE SNOW OUTSIDE? Awesomesauce, right?

(I'm ignoring all of the unnatural, environment gone awry stuff because I love snow! For now, anyways...)

The Snow was so perfect, it was just completely perfect packing snow. I filmed this video while we were outside. Let's see if you can count how many times my annoying self says "like". I don't do it that often, I don't think, it's only when I'm on camera, or when someone mentions it. Ughhh... Horrible, I know. I was having trouble downloading the video to this page, so I uploaded it to YouTube first, and when I figure it out, and the internet isn't being stupid, I'll probably re-download it, and delete it from YouTube or something.

 Obviously, just like every other person on the world, I am forced to ask the question: DO I REALLY SOUND LIKE THAT?

Say no. Say no. Say no. 

Alas, the end. Fair well my good friend. Fair well. 

-D.F.T.B.A.-

Mina;)

Columbus Day

Hello!

My Columbus Day was horrible. I was so bored that I  had a headache for the greater portion of my day. Just like how all boring days go, at 7:00 pm there was suddenly so much to do, but not enough time to do it. Typical.

I watched a lot of YouTube like a scary addict, and I wandered the halls of Figment.com. I like Figment, seems cool. I made an account, and I even uploaded a few stories on there. People can read them, review them, and comment on them. I'm excited.

I remembered something funny from my Friday with Ayden and Chase. We were figuring out which Harry Potter movie to watch, and Ayden quickly picked the 4th one. I asked why he was so quick to choose that one  and he pointed to the cover and said "Mina, look at his hair". Agreed, Ayden. Look at his hair...

Tulsi is writing these cute little comics, including Grace and I as some of the characters. The thing is that the names for the characters have to be profession names like, "Archer" and "Doctor". They have to relate to you. Grace chose "Poet", so her character has the awesomest name ever.

I don't know what to choose, and as stupid as this is, I'm genuinely aggravated. Grace, Tulsi and I were on the phone, and they were saying things like, "Teacher", "Writer", "Charmer", "Tutor", and "Spirit". I'm lost. I'm never going to find a good name.

Dear Somalian Penpal,

  Well I'm feeling terrible. I can't find a nice name for my character in a comic my friend is going to draw. It's really bothering me, and I seriously feel like I'm not good at anything. But, you're good at lots aren't you? You're good at walking for miles for water and at surviving even though you get no help from your government. I wish I could be good at those things...

                            -Mina

Adios for now I guess. I'm feeling useless. Argh... Frustration!

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

PS: Who's pumped for the election? WHO WILL BE THE PRESIDENT OF THESE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA?